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When he walked out of the door, Murong Bai was attracted by a piece of paper beneath his feet. It wasn't some ordinary piece of paper, but a piece of paper used by a designer.

Murong Bai picked it up and carefully inspected it. He found that this light grass coloured dress was very creative. On the graceful and light silk dress, there were silver specks in the shape of a snowflake, and the more the skirt was, the more piled it up, stacked but it was not tiring at all. The skirt's tone said that it was shaped like a lotus leaf, and now it was even more like a ripple in the water.

Apart from this, the green tree-shaped necklace was a stroke of divinity. Murong Bai couldn't help but take a few more glances, but soon discovered something new.

In the lower right-hand corner of the paper, there was Chu Li's signature. Although it was an artistic signature, because Murong Bai had paid attention to his drawing before, he was able to see it immediately.

It was actually something dropped by Chu Li. A trace of disdain and consideration instantly appeared on Murong Bai's solemn face. She turned around to look at Jiang Yunxian, who was engrossed in reading a document. With a beautiful curve, she took the painting and left.

In fact, Jiang Yunxian seemed to be engrossed in his work, he was already on the verge of collapse due to his restlessness. From the moment Murong Bai suddenly came back, nothing was normal, and the confession he prepared for Chu Li had instantly become a hopeless experience.

After thinking for a long time, Jiang Yunxian picked up his phone and dialed Chu Li's number.

No one answered, no one answered for the third time, and finally Jiang received a message from Chu Lin-xian.

"Director Jiang, I don't have much of an idea as to why you've made me feel awkward on purpose, and I won't have any. In short, you can be assured that my mother's words only represent her own thoughts. As for me, I have never had any excessive intentions, I have only regarded you as my superior. If you are angry because of what my mother said and want me to give up on purpose, then there is really no need for you to do anything. "

These words confused Jiang Yunxian. It was as if he had not done anything at all! What exactly did Chu Li mean? This was truly strange, but when Jiang Yunxian called again, the other side had already shut down.

Although he had a deep relationship with Murong Bai in the past, it was still a thing of the past after all. He had always made a decision and never turned back to regret, not to mention that when it came to matters of the heart, the first time was not appropriate, and the second and third time would definitely be more.

At this moment, Mu Rong Bai called. Jiang Yunxian didn't answer. He stretched out his right hand and placed his elbow on the table. He rubbed his temples lightly with his fingers, then quickly pressed the button to hang up.

Jiang Yunxian had always thought so, but he did not expect that the current Chu Li had the same attitude as him. She had initially expressed her rejection, but now she had a new change in her understanding of Jiang Yunxian.

"Chu Li, you don't look well, do you? Have you caught a cold? " Some colleagues noticed the anomaly.

Chu Li only smiled faintly. "I'm fine. Maybe it's because I didn't rest well last night. Thank you for your concern."

"It's better to pay more attention to yourself. In our line of designers, the most important thing is physical fitness. Don't sacrifice your health for your work, you're already great!"

"Mm …"

The figure of his colleague slowly disappeared from the table, and Chu Li was left alone with his computer. Unfortunately, the scene in Jiang Yunxian's office just now was like a repeat of a movie, reminding her over and over that it was a joke.

She didn't understand Jiang Yunxian's intentions. She could only assume that he had been troubled by her mother's words, and could only assume that Jiang Yunxian had never been interested in her. She further believed that Jiang Yunxian was a man who treated emotions as a game.

However, there was always a wall in her heart, from time to time, she would peel off some thick lime, and mix it with her throat, making her feel as if she had a lump in her throat.

So, in Jiang Yunxian's eyes, he was actually a clown, right? She couldn't forgive him for letting her see his intimate relationship with Murong Bai. It was such a personal irony.

Unconsciously, in this state of melancholy, Chu Li used her right hand to ravage a half-finished drawing. When she realized what she needed to redraw, she slapped her left and right cheeks in frustration, trying to keep herself awake.

"Hey, what are you doing now? Are you free? I have something to tell you, something that is very useful to you. We'll meet in an hour at the Café du Lac, and I'll have other things to do if I'm late. "

On the busy street, Murong Bai was talking on the phone as he stopped a taxi. There was a distinct smile on her face, as if she was preparing a great plan.

"Little White!" I'm so glad you asked me out to dinner! This is probably the first time we've seen each other since graduation, and... "Actually, there weren't that many in the past!"

She rushed over to give Murong Bai a hug, but Murong Bai's handbag was a hindrance and she knew she was being rude, so she could only smile coyly and find a way down the steps to sit across from Murong Bai.

To Zhao Xinyu, Murong Bai was like a goddess in her class before. Although she wasn't considered tall and cold, she always felt a sense of distance, making people feel too embarrassed to get close to her. Usually, she would just follow behind her and be close to her, and being asked by Murong Bai to eat was something that only friends could do.

"Sorry, I was late because of the traffic jam over there." Zhao Xinyou apologized carefully.

Murong Bai smiled faintly. "It doesn't matter!" "Anyway, I just got here not long ago. I said that I have something important to tell you. Aren't you curious?"

Zhao Xinyou looked at Murong Bai in confusion, only to see her take out a design draft from her bag. This made everyone even more confused.

"I heard that you entered the semifinals. Has the script been drawn yet? I guess with your speed, even if today is the deadline, you probably wouldn't be in too much of a hurry. Murong Bai's voice was charming, but it carried a dangerous aura.

Although he didn't understand what kind of medicine she was selling, he still reached out his hand to take a closer look.

"Isn't that the work of Lemon?" Why are you there? "Now is …"

"You don't have to worry about how it came about. We all have the same goal, which is to get Lemon out of the race, right? This is a great opportunity, aren't you interested? " Murong Bai picked up the cup of coffee and took a sip.

Zhao Xin Yu was a little doubtful, "You want me to take this design to participate in the semifinals? This is plagiarism! "

Murong Bai smiled. "Plagiarism? Don't worry, there are people I know on the side of the competition. It would not be difficult to get rid of Chu Li, but it would not be tortuous. "

She looked up at the window, her eyes vacant, as if she had achieved some kind of fantasy. "It's interesting to be defeated by your own drafts!"

Only now did Zhao Xinyu completely understand the painstaking efforts Murong Bai had put in; he actually wanted him to be a chess piece! Although she also wanted to defeat Chu Li, but to use her script, wasn't that a little too ridiculous? Wasn't she indirectly denying her own strength? Besides, Chu Li was completely at odds with him.

"Think of it as helping me with something. I will thank you in the future. In addition, thank you for reminding me about Yunxian earlier." Murong Bai had a face full of pride. "Or maybe you should just give me a request. As long as I can satisfy it, you haven't found a suitable job after leaving the Emperor's Hall, right? It would be better if we worked together to achieve a win-win situation! "

Zhao Xingru spent two minutes in silence to analyze Murong Bai's words. He didn't seem to have lost anything, and his script really hadn't come out yet. He even had the urge to give up the competition, and from a designer's point of view, Chu Li's design was really good.

The temptation of money was especially great. Even though she was a bit repulsed, she still nodded her head in agreement.

"I really didn't misjudge you!" "He is loyal and intelligent."

Zhao Xingru felt a little awkward under Murong Bai's praise, but after thinking about it for a while, he decided to consider it as a collaboration. Perhaps he would be able to rely on someone as a backer, after all, the Mu Rong family was already famous in the fashion industry, and many people wanted to get close to them.

"Don't be restrained, just treat it as our friends talking to each other. We've all been classmates for a few years already, how did we get separated so much?"

"Where is there anything wrong with that! But when I saw you, I was so happy I didn't know what to say. " Zhao Xingru scratched his head and snickered. "I loved to follow you when you were in school. Beautiful, well-dressed, and versatile. Who wouldn't want a friend like you?"

"No, you're exaggerating."

From the bottom of his heart, Murong Bai didn't have any intentions of treating Zhao Xingran as a friend. However, this kind of praise was always given to her. It was very enjoyable and she had to pretend to be elegant and calm with a smile on her face.

Therefore, due to Murong Bai's intimate attitude, Zhao Xinyou instantly became lively and talkative. The two of them started to chat about school life and work matters, and then they started to talk about Italian customs. Zhao Xinyou actually felt like talking to each other, and wanted to continue.