novelraw Chapter 309: Caught in One’s Own Trap (4)
Chapter 309: Caught in One’s Own Trap (4)
Qi Yu chuckled lightly, "It seems Miss Shen isn’t very confident in her own work."Shen Tingting’s expression turned colder, "Enough with the nonsense!"
She was very confident in her design talent, but it just so happened that Qiao Mo also had a great gift for design.
If it were anyone else, she would be sure of her success.
But with Qiao Mo as her opponent, she wasn’t so sure.
However, as long as she could get rid of Qi Yu, she wanted to see what more Qiao Mo could stir up.
She wanted to make sure Qiao Mo wouldn’t even have the opportunity to take the stage, let alone showcase her suit to everyone. Even if a pearl is placed in a box, no matter how bright it is, the world wouldn’t know.
"Take the money and leave quickly. I want to make sure Qiao Mo doesn’t even have a chance to get on stage this time. Let’s see what else she has to fight me with."
Shen Tingting’s face displayed a cold smile, her pretty face slightly twisted.
She was truly more and more impressed with her own cleverness; how had she not thought of this method earlier?
But it wasn’t too late now, after all, there were less than a minute or two left before it was time to take the stage. Sending Qi Yu away at this time left Qiao Mo no time to find another model of suitable stature.
Qi Yu didn’t hesitate any more and immediately took the check, turned around, and left.
However, because there was security backstage and each suit had a numbered tag, Qi Yu took off his suit before leaving and carelessly tossed it aside, leaving without a hint of nostalgia.
Though he did have a slight fancy for Qiao Mo, there were plenty of women in this world.
Fifty million is enough to find many women to have fun with.
No need to hang himself on one tree.
Qiao Mo had just changed clothes and walked out, searching around but didn’t see a trace of Qi Yu.
Her delicate eyebrows furrowed tightly, giving rise to a sense of foreboding.
The models were already lined up in order, some makeup artists were still rushing to do the final touch-ups, and the designers were also frantically helping to arrange the suits.
Qiao Mo was indeed getting a bit anxious, quickly searching through the crowd.
She checked all the places where Qi Yu had recently rested, but still couldn’t find any trace of him.
Not only that, his assistant, manager, and makeup artist who came with him had also completely disappeared.
Not long after, Qiao Mo finally found her designed suit on a bench not far from the backstage exit, with the tag still showing the numbers seventeen.
She quickly stepped forward, hurriedly picked up her suit, and frowned deeply.
Had Qi Yu suddenly left?
Just as she was about to take out her phone to call him, a smug voice sounded from behind her: "Oh, Xiao Mo, why haven’t you dressed your model in the suit yet? Everyone is about to go on stage."
Upon hearing this familiar voice, Qiao Mo’s heart sank, she almost instantly understood the reason for Qi Yu’s sudden disappearance.
"Shen Tingting, it was you." Qiao Mo’s dark eyes were profound, coldly gazing at the woman in front of her.
Shen Tingting smiled brilliantly, showing no trace of her former distress, "Xiao Mo, what are you talking about? I don’t understand..."
Qiao Mo pressed her lips and stayed silent, Shen Tingting’s smile widened, revealing an undeniable pride and excitement in her eyes: "Where’s your model? Everyone is about to go onstage... could it be that you’re not confident in this competition? So you want to forfeit?"
"I think the one who’s not confident about this competition is you. You only know how to use these dirty, vile tricks, there’s no real skill to be seen!"