Chapter 178 Ouyang Jiahui
Chapter 178 Ouyang Jiahui
The fashion show was nearing its end, and the host, a former model, was dressed in a vibrant gown, stealing the spotlight from the models on the runway.
Her smile was gracious and composed, her voice clear and bright: "Next, we have the designs from our young designer Sun Jiajia. Let’s admire the elegance of her work."
Music started to play, and the models wearing Sun Jiajia’s clothing stepped onto the stage. Although the design style seemed a bit immature, the overall impression was good.
When Sun Jiajia walked out onto the runway with the models, Xu Xiangbei led the applause, even letting out a loud whistle.
Having heard that Sun Jiajia was Xu Xiangbei’s friend, Qian Duoduo made some arrangements, and the entire venue erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers, with someone presenting her a large bouquet of flowers.
Sun Jiajia was a little overwhelmed, surprised by the number of people applauding. She saw Xu Xiangbei in front of her and smiled sweetly, casting a grateful look his way.
The fashion show announced several awards, which had been decided in advance. When it came to the Young Designer Award, Qian Duoduo winked at Xu Xiangbei: "Don’t say your brother didn’t help, I really did my best."
Xu Xiangbei didn’t understand what was happening, and the host on stage announced with a smile: "Congratulations to Miss Sun Jiajia, she has won the Best Young Designer Award."
The venue erupted with applause, and many people looked at Sun Jiajia with envy. It was her first time presenting her work at a fashion show, and she had unexpectedly become the Best Young Designer. Happiness had come too suddenly, bringing her to tears of excitement.
Only then did Xu Xiangbei realize that Qian Duoduo must have pulled some strings: "Thank you, I’ll make sure to toast you a few extra times at dinner tonight."
A piercing, cold laugh could be heard nearby, as Ouyang Jiahui exclaimed: "Oh my! How can such a designer’s work win an award? The clothes are severely plagiarized, themes chaotic, this Sun Jiajia must have bribed the judges, I must write her up as the worst designer of the year."
Hearing Ouyang Jiahui threaten to label Sun Jiajia the worst designer of the year, Xu Xiangbei quietly asked Qian Duoduo: "What does Ouyang Jiahui mean by listing Sun Jiajia as the worst designer of the year? Does she have that authority?"
Qian Duoduo wore a deeply regretful expression: "Your Sun Jiajia is in trouble. The Jade Maiden’s Rainbow Robe magazine has a section for the worst designer of the year. Once she’s labeled as such by Ouyang Jiahui, her career as a fashion designer will be over."
"How can she rate someone the worst designer based solely on her impressions, it’s so unfair."
Xu Xiangbei turned unhappily towards Ouyang Jiahui and said: "Miss, this Miss Sun Jiajia is my friend, please mind your words. She might be young, but she’s very hardworking, each piece is made by her own hands. Don’t judge someone’s fate based on your liking, alright?"
Ouyang Jiahui looked slightly surprised at Xu Xiangbei, taken aback by his directness, showing a detestable shrewdness on her face: "Oh, she’s your friend huh? I was just expressing my opinion verbally. But seeing how concerned you are about her, I’ve decided this will indeed make Sun Jiajia the worst designer."
Xu Xiangbei was left speechless, wanting to reason with her further as she picked up her LV handbag and left.
In his ear, Sun Jiajia’s sweet voice said: "Brother Xu, thank you. I know it was thanks to you that I was able to receive the Best Young Designer Award."
Qian Duoduo interjected with a cheeky smile: "You should thank me, it was all my effort."
"This is President Qian, he is the heir to the Fashion City."
"Thank you, President Qian, do you know Brother Xu?"
Qian Duoduo grinned broadly: "We not only know each other, we’ve even fought together."
Watching Sun Jiajia happily chatting with Qian Duoduo, Xu Xiangbei felt a pang of guilt, feeling sympathy for her, wondering what her reaction would be if she knew she was going to be listed as the worst designer on a well-known fashion magazine.
Sun Jiajia had just come out from the blow of a failed relationship, investing all her energy and hope into her career. If she were to face another setback, Xu Xiangbei feared she might consider suicide.
He couldn’t let Ouyang Jiahui do this, it would ruin Sun Jiajia.
Xu Xiangbei quietly asked Director Zhang: "Do you know where Ouyang Jiahui went? She just left the fashion show."
Director Zhang inquired with the nearby security and learned she had gone to stylist Jack there.
"She went to the styling room, it’s just around the corner from the venue, room 10."
Xu Xiangbei arrived at the styling room, a tall man in tight pants was doing Ouyang Jiahui’s hair.
Jack pouted, his little finger up as he cut Ouyang Jiahui’s hair, his voice sounding even more delicate than a woman’s: "Sister Jia Hui, your skin is getting better, are you using the whitening method I taught you?"
Ouyang Jiahui laughed happily: "Thank you, Jack, I’m doing exactly as you said, but that seaweed mud with cucumber juice, it’s so green and fishy, when I put it on my face, I thought I was Bride of the Monster Shrek."
"Trust me, I use it every day, just look at how tender and fair my skin is?"
Xu Xiangbei felt a wave of nausea, striding quickly inside, causing Jack and Ouyang Jiahui to pause in surprise when they saw him.
"Miss, I have something I want to talk to you alone about."
Ouyang Jiahui rolled her eyes at Xu Xiangbei: "I don’t mind, but you’ll have to ask Jack, he’s in a hurry."
Jack twisted his body, face full of resentment: "I’m in a hurry, can’t you wait, hmph?"
Xu Xiangbei, half cold-faced, glared: "I’m in a hurry too, you wait a while."
Jack’s face turned red, stomping angrily: "You men are so uncivilized, you’re driving me crazy. I’ll give you five minutes."
Jack twisted his hips, reluctantly leaving the styling room, his tight pants hugging his rounded hips more alluring than a woman’s.
Xu Xiangbei almost shivered at the sight.
"Hey handsome, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"It’s still about my friend Sun Jiajia’s situation, she recently broke up with her boyfriend, they were talking marriage, but her boyfriend kicked her out, it’s really sad. I hope Miss Ouyang would show mercy, don’t punish her because of me, if you dislike me, you can punish me however you want, she’s a good girl."
Ouyang Jiahui’s eyes flashed cunningly, her beautiful face blooming with a smile: "Oh, I can see you really care for her. Are you really willing to do anything for her?"
Seeing Ouyang Jiahui’s tone soften, Xu Xiangbei thought she had a change of heart and gratefully said: "As long as it’s within my power, I will do it."
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