An Ning calmly looked out the window, not saying a single extra word to Jiang Jia along the way.

Although she was somewhat puzzled over the reason why Jiang Jian came to An Xin's house today, she suppressed the confusion in her heart and quietly sat there like a silent passerby.

The atmosphere was somewhat heavy. Jiang Jia was the end of the line, it would be hilarious if he took the initiative to start a conversation.

"Go back and drink a pack of indigowoad root." He thought about how An Xin had been drenched by An Fu earlier, and could not help but ask with concern.

An Ning, who was distracted, was startled. What did Jiang Jia say just now? Did I hear it wrong?

An Ning tried her best to maintain her composure before giving a faint "En" sound. After that, the two of them faced each other without saying a word. After Jiang XiHan sent An Ning back to the Xu Family, they only politely said "Goodbye."

She didn't know why Jiang Xian was so good to her. So what if they were good? Didn't he still have Ji Mingzhen in his heart?

The two of them were so bizarre that they didn't say anything, as if they had an appointment.

After returning to the Xu Family, An Ning hurriedly washed up and told herself to stop thinking about other matters. She took out the manuscript she had brought back from the An Family during the day and finished it with full concentration.

Ever since Jiang Xianxian had sent her a short text message saying "incomplete is also beautiful", a myriad of inspiration flooded into An Ning's mind. It combined with her previous design and the ruined manuscript, and she smoothly drew the first draft.

Add to that An Ning's years of painstaking research, and every time she found a trace of inspiration, she would draw a picture in the book. This showed the importance of the manuscript.

Therefore, when Anfey splashed water on An Ning, she was so angry. The most important thing was that she almost destroyed her most important manuscript. This was absolutely unforgivable.

With her outstanding design, An Ning was able to stand out in the design competition and rush all the way to the finals.

On the day of the finals, Xu Qing specifically requested a leave of absence to visit the competition, hoping to cheer for An Ning.

An Ning entered the finals at second place in the semi-finals, since the start of the competition. With her outstanding design talent and solid design foundation, An-Ning will be able to pass through all obstacles along the way.

The first place winner of the semifinals was a female designer in her thirties. An Ning had seen the work of that female designer before. Just based on the manuscript alone, she should be able to see the magnanimity and boldness in the designer's chest.

No matter if it was her clothes or her appearance, that female designer was unassuming. However, she didn't expect her to have such an exquisite heart.

This female designer was definitely her biggest opponent, but An Ning was full of expectation for this competition. The more challenging she was, the more motivated she was.

As if the untapped potential would be lured out, every match this time was a series of themes.

It was the inspiration Jiang Xianhan had given her — "incomplete beauty." Do not follow the normal path, do not follow the conventional thought to shape their own unique aesthetic.

As a good designer, one of the most important skills is to convey your own aesthetic design and let the masses recognize your aesthetic skills.

This time, it was exactly like that for An Ning. The spectators for this match all knew that her 'An style is incomplete and beautiful'.

Therefore, in this match, not only did An Ning receive an award, but she also received a group of people who understood and supported her design philosophy.

During a short period of time, An-Ning did her best to produce the work, finally submitting it five minutes before it was submitted.

After the judges discussed among themselves, the awards ceremony for this year's design competition began.

While all the contestants were anxiously listening to the results of this competition, An Ning was no exception. If she were to win the award, she would be able to get rid of all the gossip about her taking the backdoor.

In this time's competition, she had made a group of like-minded friends. She had grown a lot in this competition, and she had learned a lot of new things.

She had a feeling that if it wasn't her, then the first woman designer of the semi-finals would win first place.

After the third place was announced, the host arranged for the third place to be announced before the second place was announced.

An Ning became even more focused as she clenched her fists. She was so nervous that a trace of sweat appeared on her forehead.

The stage of the award was brightly lit as the host stood on the stage and preached in an impressive manner: "I declare that the runner-up of this year's design competition is —"

Everyone was still. "It's our Miss Gao Lan. Applause."

Gao Lan was the female designer who had won first place in the semi-finals. In fact, the second place was also steadily showing its worth. An Ning's clapping voice rang out twice.

However, the female designer reacted for a while before getting up to accept the award. Her steps were a bit heavy. It seemed that she was too excited and her excited consciousness was a little blurry.

However, this female designer's reaction did not seem right. Not a single person on the stage had a smile on their face. If the host had not been able to keep his composure, it would have been awkward.

After the award ceremony had ended, An Ning could almost see the host's relieved expression.

"Next, I will announce the winner of this round. Who do you think it is? " The host looked at the audience, "Let us reveal the answers in the countdown of five seconds. For the audience, friends, five, four... "One."

The spotlight landed on An Ning. She was absent-minded for two seconds before she stood up with a smile on her face. Under the envious and resentful gazes of the crowd, she walked onto the stage for the award ceremony.

"Wow — our first place is actually a young and beautiful female designer. It really can be said to be a trick of the mind."

An Ning didn't have time to reply when she heard the host's surprised voice. "What's the matter, Madam Gao?" Gao Lan walked onto the stage with a gloomy face.

In order to ease the atmosphere, the host asked with a smile, "Could it be that our runner-up has a special way of congratulating our champion?"

The host took two steps back in fright. The scene was in chaos as the security guards quickly walked in to maintain order.

An Ning's heart was filled with fear, but she was equally puzzled. How did I offend her?

In her heart, she kept telling herself to calm down, because in the eyes of bad people, the more afraid you were, the more she would fall for you.

"What makes you number one? How is my work inferior to yours?" Just by listening to the voice, he could sense that Gao Lan had lost control of her mind and was in a state of explosion.

"designer Gao, I know you're not in a good mood without the championship, but can we sit down and have a good chat?"

There was no trace of panic in An Ning's tone. She didn't seem to be afraid of being held hostage at all. This made Gao Lan even more infuriated.

Was this woman not afraid of her threats at all?