C20 Sang Shi-jun's Stress

Saang Shijuan frowned as he looked at Du Yawei. Listening to her belittling Xia Bing's work, he felt very unhappy in his heart, but it was not good for him to act directly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xia Bing staring at him. Unknowingly, his body reflexively tightened as his palms were covered in sweat.

He, who was usually the one who took life and death for himself, actually felt a little nervous at this moment!

Xia Bing probably wouldn't recognize him, right?

All that month, he'd been there at night, and he'd never turned on the light. She probably didn't know what she looked like.

Suddenly, Saang Shijuan regretted his rashness.

They shouldn't have anything to do with Xia Bing, nor should they have anything to do with him.

But he couldn't help it. He wanted to get close to her again.

In these five years, every night, as he tossed and turned, his mind was filled with the sound of her low breathing. In these five years, every night, as he tossed and turned, his mind was filled with the sound of her breathing.

Xia Bing stared at Saang Shijuan for a while. Although he was shocked, now was not the time to be sure if this man was related to Xia Yanyou.

The sudden appearance of a woman who caught her in a carefully designed work was a derogatory one, which made her very unhappy.

Xia Bing frowned and looked coldly at the woman: "Who are you?"

Du Yawei, who was trying hard to find fault, stopped talking. She looked back at Xia Bing and revealed a faint smile, "Hello, I'm one of the new fashion designers evaluated in the latest issue of the magazine, Du Yawei."

Although Du Yawei's smile was indifferent, her tone carried a strong sense of complacency and arrogance.

Xia Bing's expression didn't change at all. He was still frowning: "Since they are all designers, then they must be here to participate in the competition. But what do you mean by what you just said?"

Du Yawei looked at Xia Bing and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Could it be that even when this person heard about his identity, he didn't show any expression?

No matter what, "ve" magazine was the most authoritative fashion magazine in the country. It could be said that it was the vanguard of the domestic fashion industry. Why did this person look as if he had never heard of "ve" magazine before?

If he hadn't even read "ve" magazine, then he would truly be a country bumpkin. Why would he come here to participate in a clothing competition!

Du Yawei sneered in her heart.

She pointed to Saang Shijuan, then pointed to her own work and said, "This Mr. Saang thinks that my work is not as good as yours, so I brought him here to carefully evaluate it. By the way, let Mr. Saang understand that the main evaluation criteria for our fashion design industry comes from some aspects."

Zhong Xinyi, who was still holding Saang Shijuan's arm, also stood up for Du Yawei and said, "Although I'm not a professional fashion designer, I've been in the entertainment industry for quite a long time and have a certain understanding of clothing design. The work of this designer is indeed incomparable to the work of the new designer Du Yawei."

"Hmm?"

Saang Shijuan narrowed his eyes and questioned coldly.

The smile on Zhong Xinyi's face stiffened. Facing Saang Shijuan's questioning, she tried her best to widen the smile on her face and make herself look more natural.

She smiled and said, "Brother Shijuan, I know you like this designer's work, but in the end, we still have to listen to the professional designer's views. I feel that Yawei's analysis is very correct."