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Zhao Xi thought that the pure French accent was very nice to hear from Fang Han. "Are all the CEOs this awesome?"

Fang Han laughed, "I thought that after you stay by President Mo's side for a long time, you will not care about my standards anymore."

"No need to thank me," Fang Han recalled the smile on Zhao Xi's face that night, and the look in her eyes that slowly accumulated yet was unwilling to let go. That day when we went back, did the President Mo disciple make things difficult for you? "

"You've already passed the first round, so treat this as a celebration." Fang Han raised his wine glass in a gesture of acknowledgement.

Zhao Xi also happily clinked her cup with his, but when she was drinking, she only took a sip, "Sure, but I can't get drunk again today, it's too embarrassing."

Fang Han's eyes were filled with a gentle smile, "I also hope that you won't get drunk again today. But Zhao Xi, you have already passed the first round, don't forget what you promised me."

Zhao Xi put down her cup, and said with a faint smile: "I'm really happy that you were able to hire me, how could I forget? You are a really good person. "

It turned out that people were not divided into different grades. Rather, they had different personalities.

There were also many good rich people, such as Mo Ziran, Anna and Fang Han.

All the information he had gathered about Zhao Xi flashed through Fang Han's mind, and he roughly understood why she was so stubborn about treating him well. "There are many good people in this world, Zhao Xi.

Right now, Zhao Xi was wearing a perfectly cut little ceremonial dress. Her hair was tied up loosely, and although there was no makeup on her face, she had a pure and attractive look, which was truly dazzling.

Zhao Xi only stared at him for a few seconds, then nodded strongly.

Zhao Xi was soon going to face the finals of the top ten, and she was practically chasing her Design Draft around the clock. There were countless experts in the top ten, and even Anna had reminded her that she had a few strong opponents, so Zhao Xi did not dare to relax.

In the afternoon, a figure sneaked into Zhao Xi's room, and looked at Zhao Xi's design on the table, revealing a pleased smile.

~ The top ten competition is different from the previous matches, it requires the designer to make the Design Draft clothes, and use the finished products to show it on the stage. That is to say, if Zhao Xi lost this Design Draft clothes, it was impossible for him to rush out.

He Meimei picked up the drawing and looked at the exquisite design on it hatefully. She did not expect Zhao Xi to really rush into the top ten.

During this period of time, almost everyone had been circling around Zhao Xi, and she seemed to have already become the focus of everyone's attention.

He Meimei was so jealous that she was about to go crazy.

She grabbed onto the design, as though she was grabbing onto Zhao Xi's face, her long nails slashed on it, and she snorted coldly: "Zhao Xi, without the design, I want to see how you are going to participate in the competition!"

She was preparing to leave with the design, but she didn't expect that Zhao Xi would enter just as she turned around.

Why was He Meimei here?

Zhao Xi looked at her suspiciously, her gaze sweeping across the map in her hands: "What are you doing?"

He Meimei never thought that she would actually be seen by Zhao Xi, but she wasn't panicking in the slightest, "I'll let you see what I'm about to do."

Holding Zhao Xi's blueprint in her hand, He Meimei laughed cruelly and tore it into pieces right in front of Zhao Xi!

Things happened too quickly, Zhao Xi simply didn't have the time to stop it. He Meimei sneered as she raised her hand, throwing the fragment towards Zhao Xi.

Right now, the expression on Zhao Xi's face was simply too wonderful. He Meimei couldn't help but laugh.

Zhao Xi looked at her design in shock. It was a work that she had stayed up all night to create.

"He Meimei! "You're crazy!"

He Meimei looked at her without fear. "What can you do to me? This is Big Brother Mo's home, and also mine, what can you do? "

"What's wrong?" Mo Ziran's voice suddenly sounded, causing the two people inside to be stunned at the same time.

Zhao Xi turned around to look at Mo Ziran, and said hatefully: "Brother Ziran, my Design Draft was torn to shreds by He Meimei! Just then, she wanted to steal my Design Draft, but I saw it.

Mo Ziran looked at the fragments on the ground, then looked at He Meimei.

He Meimei immediately pounced with grievance: "It's not like that, Zhao Xi, how can you say that? "Earlier, when I came in to chat with you, you were constantly targeting me. Now, you even tore apart your design to frame me!"

"Will I tear up a painting I painted through the night?" Zhao Xi felt that He Meimei was really annoying, she straightened her back, without showing any weakness, "I have to fight the day after tomorrow, without Design Draft, I can't even make clothes, could it be that I will joke around with the hard work I've put in?"

He Meimei said in an even more pitiful tone: "If you want to stay by Big Brother Mo's side, ranking isn't important. As long as you are able to stay here, wanting a company isn't a problem, why would you care about a Design Draft? But Zhao Xi, I truly view you as my friend, how can you accuse me wrongly? "

"I wronged you?" Zhao Xi sneered, "If I wronged you, I would have prepared a Design Draft in advance! I already said it, I do not want to argue with you, and I am not intentionally trying to get close to the Brother Ziran. After winning the competition, I will leave, why are you doing this to me? "

He Meimei turned her head to look at Mo Ziran: "Big Brother Mo, it's not like that. I know you treat Zhao Xi very well, and I really want to help you take care of her. Big Brother Mo, you have to believe me, we grew up together, don't you understand what kind of person I am? "

After her family had been ruined, Zhao Xi did not know how many times such scenes had occurred, but she had already become numb to it. She looked at Mo Ziran the same way: "Brother Ziran, I said that she had destroyed my Design Draft, do you believe me?"

Mo Ziran looked deeply at the two of them. He Meimei's face was filled with grievance, and her tears had already fallen, but Zhao Xi's eyes, who were slightly red, still looked at him stubbornly.

Exquisite lines appeared on the side of his handsome face, he moved his lips slightly, and spoke with a deep and magnetic voice: "Alright, Zhao Xi, let's pretend that this never happened before."

It was as if a heavy punch had landed on her heart.

Zhao Xi looked up at Mo Ziran: "You don't believe me?"

"I already know about this, but both of you, pretend it never happened." Mo Ziran's black eyes flashed with a cold light.

He Meimei, who was at the side, was already laughing complacently.

Zhao Xi's eyes reddened again, but she bit her lower lip to prevent her tears from flowing. She lowered her head to look at the broken pieces of paper on the ground, and suddenly revealed a smile.

Mo Ziran frowned slightly: "Zhao Xi."

That pile of scrap paper was like He Meimei's smile as it ridiculed her.

Zhao Xi coldly glanced at He Meimei, turned, and ran away.

"Zhao Xi!" Mo Ziran raised his voice to call her, but Zhao Xi did not slow down at all as if he did not hear anything.

He Meimei withdrew the smile on her face, and said with grievance: "Fortunately, Big Brother Mo is someone you trust, Big Brother Mo, I really don't know why Zhao Xi would treat me like this. I really don't know, if you didn't come in earlier, I would've been worried that Zhao Xi would do something even more terrifying.

"Alright, stop talking." Mo Ziran's words contained impatience, he was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head.

Mo Ziran's serene and deep gaze was like a bottomless pit, surging with undercurrents.

Zhao Xi rushed out of the villa as dull pain came from her chest. She clenched her teeth and was unwilling to cry.

Last time, Mo Ziran told her that she should believe him.

But now? How could Mo Ziran ever believe in himself?

Zhao Xi felt that she was the biggest fool in this world!

At one point, she had been on guard against Mo Ziran, but she didn't know when she had foolishly trusted him, treating him as her own relative. He Meimei's slap brought her back her pride, she was nothing in the Mo family!

He clearly knew that that was not his home, and he clearly said that he would not bother Mo Ziran, but why, when all of this happened, was she still in so much pain?

Zhao Xi really felt wronged.

His phone had rung several times already. Every time he hung up, it would ring again within a few seconds. The other party was really persistent.

Only after a long while did Zhao Xi have the thought of picking up the phone.

Why did he appear every time he was in his most miserable state?

"Hello?" Zhao Xi picked up the phone.

The other side went silent for a few seconds. Fang Han's voice was clearly worried, "What happened to you?"

Zhao Xi was silent. She had already tried her best to make her voice sound normal, but was it still audible?

Fang Han did not wait for her reply and asked again, "Where are you?"

He could still clearly hear him whispering to the people beside him, "The meeting has been postponed. I have something to attend to now."

Zhao Xi took a deep breath, and the tears in her eyes started to fall without warning. After Zhao Xi reported her position, Fang Han said: "I'll be right there."

Once, she was brought to the police station one night, faced with the pressure from the hooligans, she called Mo Ziran when she was at a loss. Although it was already late at night, Mo Ziran still asked her: "Where are you?"

It was a familiar tone, but it was not the same person.

Fang Han did not hang up the phone, but he did not bring up this topic again, "Zhao Xi, I want to buy a house, but I don't have a good design, what do you think is the best?"

This question was completely brainless and did not have any consequences. After Zhao Xi took ten seconds to accept this sentence, she had successfully forgotten her previous sadness. "I am not an interior designer."