C13 I Met You First

Early in the morning, Aunt Yin came to her daughter's room with hot milk.

Seeing that her daughter had already woken up and was sitting at the table and drawing something, she walked closer to take a look. It was actually a model of a necklace design.

Aunt Yin immediately cried out in shock.

"Qinghuan, you. . . "

Yin Qinghuan immediately used the book to cover up and looked at Aunt Yin and said, "It's nothing. I was just casually drawing and playing. "

"I actually did not know that you have this kind of talent. No wonder you want to go to the S. T. I thought that you were joking before. "

Although Aunt Yin didn't know jewelry design, she had inadvertently caught a glimpse of it. She felt that the design of the necklace on the piece of paper was very unusual. She couldn't believe that her daughter would do such a thing.

"I will be reporting to S. T tomorrow. If I don't show some strength, I will not be able to convince people. "

Aunt Yin suddenly felt that her daughter seemed to have matured a lot. She did not seem like a person who would say such words in the past.

"But in a girl's family, the most important thing in life is not her career, but marriage. "

"Mom, I don't want to think about these things now. Besides. . . Brother is not married yet. "

When Yin Xiangze was mentioned, Yin Qinghuan thought about it carefully and felt that she had never heard of any scandal about him. There were also many socialites who were attracted to him. Unfortunately, he treated everyone the same. He was polite and courteous.

"Don't talk about your brother. He is just a stubborn stone. "

A mischievous stone? That was also a mischievous stone that knew how to disguise itself, and it deceived everyone.

After Aunt Yin left her room, Yin Qinghuan looked at that cup of hot milk and did not come back to her senses for a long time.

She vaguely remembered that night when Yin Xiangze said something.

- - I clearly met you first, and I also found you. . . But you forgot about it.

She had struggled in fear at that time and did not care about it. Now that she thought about it, she felt that there was a deeper meaning to it.

He said that she forgot. What did she forget?

Yin Qinghuan did not think much about it. She looked down at the blueprint. She could already imagine what would happen when she went to S. T tomorrow.

Qiao Anni might not know that her best friend would also enter the S. T and become her competitor for the final designer.

She had to think about how to deal with Qiao Anni in order to prevent her from having any conflicts with her.

There were too many secrets on Qiao Anni, and she could not be in a hurry to lose face.

. . .

The next day, Yin Qinghuan changed into a white collar shirt and a short black skirt, looking neat and tidy. Her black curly hair fell down to her shoulders, and her red lips, teeth, and white makeup matched well with each other.

She looked like a mature and capable person. She did not look like a girl who had just graduated and entered society at all.

When she arrived at the S. T and looked at the jewelry design company in front of her, Yin Qinghuan held her breath slightly. No one was more familiar with this place than her. But now, she had to pretend that she was not familiar with everything here.

The secretary at the front desk brought her to a meeting room. When she entered, she saw the person who had already taken a seat.

Including her, there were four of them. Apart from a completely unfamiliar face, the other two. . .

One was Qiao Anni, and the other was Yichen.

Yichen was the designer of S. T, but he had always followed Qiao Yunuo to further his studies. He had never made a series of jewelry by himself. She had a foundation and had been by Qiao Yunuo's side for one or two years. She had learned a lot.

As for the completely unfamiliar face, it was said that he had just returned from studying abroad and had won many awards at the Paris School of Design. His name was Han Jiaqi.

In other words, the four of them would become competitors.

"Qinghuan, why is it you?!"

Qiao Anni looked at the woman in shock. Wasn't she the friend who went shopping with her two days ago?

Why was she here?

Could it be. . . She was the same as herself, coming. . .

Ah, impossible! Yin Qinghuan was a proud daughter who knew nothing but to buy a party. She was definitely not the one who came to compete with her!

"What a coincidence, Anni. "