However, she was no longer the eldest miss of the Zhao Family. Even if she was, what could she do? What He Meimei said was not wrong, Mo Ziran was someone she couldn't even climb up to.

If she could become the champion of Eli's competition, if she could reach a position as high as Anna, could she be closer to Mo Ziran?

During this period, aside from Anna, Zhao Xi basically did not see anyone else.

Wouldn't it be fine if he came here to settle things for himself if he was worried about her?

"Mo, you can't just run away after taking advantage of that little girl."

The voice that responded to Anna was a busy tone coming from the phone.

He actually hung up just like that.

Anna stared at the microphone for a long time.

In the previous round, Zhao Xi had successfully entered the top three.

The black mass of the microphone was raised in front of Zhao Xi's eyes, as the reporters began to raise their own questions.

"Miss Zhao Xi, may I ask if you are confident about the finals in a week's time?"

"Miss Zhao Xi, will Teacher Anna still give you special guidance for the competition in the future?"

"Miss Zhao Xi, what do you have to say to your opponent?"

In front of the media, Zhao Xi smiled blandly. She was completely unlike the reckless little girl from three months ago: "The other two designers are very powerful, and their works have made me praise them, but I will do my best."

The reporter was still asking, but Zhao Xi had already prepared to leave, while a staff member helped her block the reporter's path.

"Zhao Xi!" A sharp voice came out, Zhao Xi turned and saw Chen Yalan rushing towards her, the security guards quickly blocked her.

Zhao Xi frowned slightly. Chen Yalan's hair was in a mess, her face was pale, and there were deep dark circles under her eyes. She looked completely different from the high-spirited girl from before.

"Do you have something to say to me?" walked over and tried his best to keep his voice steady. Beside him were countless cameras flickering, and journalists waiting for the news, but if Chen Yalan were to say anything now, the reporters would definitely not let her, who had already failed, off. So Zhao Xi tried his best not to provoke Chen Yalan.

However, Chen Yalan did not intend to speak nicely to her. "It's all because of you, I was rejected by all the companies, and it's all because of you that I fell so miserably, I don't have anything else, on what basis are you standing on top of this!"

Back then, she had also tasted every bit of cold and warmth after falling into the clouds, so Zhao Xi could practically imagine how those companies would humiliate Chen Yalan because of her and Anna.

Zhao Xi said softly. "If it's because of this, I can help you find a job."

With her current fame and relationship with Anna, it should not be difficult for her to find a job for Chen Yalan to design.

Chen Yalan sneered: "You think that just because you said that, I will be grateful? I have nothing left now, I don't care at all, and now I want you to go to hell with me! "

Chen Yalan quickly pulled out a sharp knife and stabbed it at Zhao Xi. Zhao Xi's face lost all color, and she immediately retreated, but she was wearing a 10 centimeter high heel, so she lost her balance and fell onto the ground.

The surrounding people started to scream, some had already rushed over to stop Chen Yalan, but she was even closer to him. Seeing him fall to the ground, she immediately threw herself at her face: "Go and die!"

Zhao Xi opened her eyes wide, Chen Yalan's sharp blade was already right in front of her, in that split-second, Chen Yalan's blade stopped in front of her, and she tightly held onto it with one hand.

The bodyguard in black had already rushed over, held Chen Yalan's arm and kicked her calf. Chen Yalan fell to his knees while screaming in pain.

Her blood continuously dripped down in front of Zhao Xi, dyeing her dress red. However, she couldn't make a sound when she opened her mouth, because she was extremely familiar with the person who blocked her path, Mo Ziran.

Mo Ziran casually threw the sharp blade in his hand to the side. His face was covered with an endless amount of cold air, and when he turned his head to look at Zhao Xi who was lying on the ground and realized that her face was completely pale, he immediately went forward and helped her up. Are you hurt anywhere? You've hit your head? "

Zhao Xi could only see the blood that was continuously seeping out of Mo Ziran's hand. She grabbed Mo Ziran's hand: "How are you? Why did you do that! "

The wound was deep enough to see bone, and Zhao Xi could feel her own hand trembling.

Mo Ziran looked at her deeply, and held her back: "I'm fine."

Sun Gu immediately stepped forward and said: "CEO, I'm sorry."

Mo Ziran looked at him indifferently, then turned his gaze to Chen Yalan who was pressed on the ground, with an ice-cold expression on his face: "Take him away."

Zhao Xi's eyes reddened, her tears flowing. "Let's go to the hospital."

She wanted to pull Mo Ziran away, but Mo Ziran's hands were covered in blood. She was afraid that with a single movement, she would tear his wounds apart.

"Didn't I say I'm fine! Zhao Xi, don't cry! " Mo Ziran ordered with a frown. After he finished speaking, he added, "You are very ugly now!"

"…"

Zhao Xi wiped away her tears randomly, "Sun Gu! "To the hospital!"

It was only after they had all left that the reporters managed to react. One after another, they cried out in alarm: "That person from earlier is the President Mo?!"

"It can't be! It really was the President Mo's Inception! It was President Mo who saved Miss Zhao Xi! "

"Oh my god, President Mo Judge has grasped onto that blade!"

In the hospital, Mo Ziran watched as the nurse bandaged him up. At the side, Zhao Xi seriously asked the doctor: "Will this affect our future movements?"

What problem is this? Mo Ziran immediately asked unhappily: Zhao Xi, are you worried that I will become crippled?

Zhao Xi fiercely glared at Mo Ziran, and continued to ask the doctor: What do you want to pay attention to?

The doctor looked at Mo Ziran carefully and said to Zhao Xi: "Don't touch the water, don't use too much strength, you have to be careful not to split the wound."

Zhao Xi earnestly listened as she stared at her side, a warm feeling flowing through her eyes.

Her eyelashes were very long, her eyes were large, black and white, and her face was delicate, without makeup, clean and comfortable.

When Zhao Xi turned her head, he bumped into Mo Ziran's pitch black eyes.

"Brother Ziran, how did you suddenly appear?" Zhao Xi looked carefully at Mo Ziran's bandaged hand and asked.

What happened just now was so sudden that she forgot to ask.

"I just want to see you win today." Mo Ziran said with a smile. Luckily he went today.

Zhao Xi looked at him blankly: "Brother Ziran, thank you for saving me, but your hand …"

"I'm fine." Mo Ziran did not mind it at all. He flexed his fingers and felt that it was a bit awkward. If it wasn't for Zhao Xi's tears, he definitely wouldn't have come to the hospital to do such a troublesome check-up.

It was as if he was used to it.

Zhao Xi silently recited the word as she was used to it, and felt a great heartache: "Brother Ziran! How can you be so unconcerned about your own body! "

Had he been injured before? That's why he didn't care?

Mo Ziran was stunned by Zhao Xi's roar. "Are you pitying me?"

"Yes, I really care about you," Zhao Xi loudly shouted, "Do you know how worried I was just now?"

Mo Ziran laughed softly as he got up and held Zhao Xi in her arms, "Good girl, there's nothing else. Don't worry."

Zhao Xi laid in his embrace, allowing her tears to wet his shirt.

As Mo Ziran was injured, he brought Zhao Xi back home. When they were getting in the car, Sun Gu asked softly: "CEO, what about that woman just now?"

Mo Ziran coldly threw down these two words: "Do it!"

Zhao Xi and Mo Ziran returned to the villa together. When the butler saw the two of them, he relaxed, and it would be fine as long as they made up. But after that, he saw the bandages on Mo Ziran's hands and cried out in shock, "Sir, you're injured?"

After He Meimei heard this, he immediately rushed over and pulled Mo Ziran's hand: "Big Brother Mo, how are you injured? Is it serious? "

Mo Ziran withdrew his hand without leaving a trace. "I'm fine."

Zhao Xi retreated a little: "I'm sorry, Brother Ziran is saving me."

He Meimei frowned, she was so angry that she wanted to slap Zhao Xi, but Mo Ziran grabbed her hand: "Don't go overboard."

There was already a warning within this voice, so He Meimei shouted unwillingly: "Big Brother Mo, if it wasn't for this woman, you wouldn't have been injured, and you're still protecting her?"

Mo Ziran glanced at He Meimei indifferently, then pulled him upstairs: "Beautiful, don't go overboard."

It was the same words, but He Meimei's face was pale, Mo Ziran was already impatient.

Zhao Xi was a little uneasy and wanted to pull out her hand. "Actually Mei Mei is right. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have been injured at all."

Mo Ziran's hand strength increased a little: "Zhao Xi."

Zhao Xi was startled: "Brother Ziran?"

"Exchanging one hand for your life, I think it's worth it." Mo Ziran's eyes were extremely serious as she stared fixedly at Zhao Xi, and she nearly couldn't move.

"I won't force you, I'll give you time," Mo Ziran reached out to smooth out Zhao Xi's hair, and placed a kiss on her forehead. "But there's only one answer I want."

Overbearing man.

Zhao Xi touched the spot where she had just been kissed and smiled faintly.

There was a private doctor in the villa and Mo Ziran's wound was being treated very well. Zhao Xi heaved a sigh of relief.

On the first night, Zhao Xi had also helped Mo Ziran with the medicine, but after that, Mo Ziran no longer asked her to help him.

Mo Ziran only smiled and said: "Your expression makes me sad."

Zhao Xi felt that she had really sunk, but how natural was this?

Mo Ziran had perfect outer appearance, handsome facial features, exquisite facial features, and a domineering yet gentle personality.

After sensing his own intentions, Zhao Xi's emotions were quickly being seized by Mo Ziran with the naked eye, leaving no trace behind.