Chapter 285: Chinese Designer

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

He closed his eyes and beckoned a staff member impatiently. “Quickly take this Miss Zhao out from here. This place is a little unsuitable for her.”

“Uncle Wu…” Zhao Zhu shouted at CEO Wu’s back while flustered. The staff member was afraid she would disturb the guests, so he picked her up and took her out straight away.

Zhang Zixin averted her gaze with embarrassment and happened to run into Zuo Qian. He went up to her, his handsome face ashen, and he pulled her to a quiet area. “Zixin, I didn’t think that you were such a person. How did Changqing offend you? Why would you set her up with a person like Zhao Zhu?”

Zhang Zixin’s face was hot with embarrassment. She lifted her head with her eyes red. “Zuo Qian, I did all this because you forced me to. You thought I didn’t know that you liked Yan Changqing. You always call out her name in the middle of the night when you’re asleep. I’m jealous, I’m envious and I hate her. I just want to see her embarrassed and I want her to have nothing left to her name.”

Zuo Qian was stunned. A hint of pain seeped out from his handsome face.

So that was why.

He thought that as long as he tried hard to conceal it, it wouldn’t show and he could make Zhang Zixin happy. So he actually revealed his inner feelings while he was deep asleep.

“Alright, it’s my fault.” Zuo Qian’s voice softened gradually and he was filled with bitterness. “Then let’s break up. I’m very sorry for all the harm I’ve brought you all this while. We should go back to our respective lives in the future.”

Zhang Zixin was stunned for a while. She tugged at his sleeve in disbelief. “You’re breaking up with me just because I harmed her a little? Zuo Qian, we’ve known each other for 10 years. Am I nothing compared to this Yan Changqing whom you’ve only had in your heart for two to three years?”

“Zixin, did you only harm her a little just now? You used your fame to publicly oppress and disgrace her. Do you think all the onlookers just now didn’t know what was going on? They just didn’t want to offend you. If Augustine Rong hadn’t stepped out, Changqing might’ve even been chased out of this dinner gala if things got out of hand. There are reporters all over on the outside. Tomorrow, she might’ve even become the laughing stock of the industry.” Zuo Qian’s pupils were surging with disappointment. “Of course, you’re right—you only became like this because of my unfairness to you. Therefore, I’m leaving with the hope that you will return to the Zhang Zixin you were. That way, you don’t have to say that I forced you to become like this.”

He broke free from her grasp and said once again, “There are many people here waiting to watch a show. I suggest that you stop here once and for all and don’t turn yourself into a laughing stock.”

Zhang Zixin was stumped and didn’t dare to move. She could only watch him walking into the distance as she tried to hold her tears back in.

In the interior of the clubhouse, Changqing was led upstairs by Rong Chang in a daze.

There were reporters everywhere at the clubhouse tonight, but the route Rong Chang took was quiet. She didn’t see a single reporter around. It looked like this route was specifically arranged by the organizer.

She stole a few glances at the tall woman walking slightly in front of her. Even though she was wearing heels, this person was still half a head taller than her. On top of that, upon thinking about the fact that this person was the highly admired Chinese designer, Augustine Rong, Changqing became even more nervous. She was so nervous that she was at a loss for what to do mainly because she hadn’t seen enough of the world yet.

Also, this person was holding her hand. What should she call her? Mom… didn’t sound that appropriate.

She was already going to get divorced from Song Chuyi. Even if they weren’t going to get a divorce, it would still be quite weird to call a stranger you met for the first time “Mom.”

Just as she was letting her thoughts run wild, Rong Chang suddenly stopped and knocked on a door on the side. The person who opened the door had short blond hair. On first look, that person resembled a man, but upon closer inspection, she was actually a woman who was dressed gender-neutrally. She should probably be an assistant or something like that.

“Augustine, why did you come back so suddenly?” Phyllis saw Changqing’s sorry state and covered her mouth gently in shock. “My gosh, you look terrible.”

“She fell by accident.” Rong Chang brought Changqing in. “Get the dress in my suitcase for her to change into.”

“Alright, please come with me.” Phyllis took out a light green ballgown from the suitcase quickly. Because it was folded properly, it didn’t need any ironing when it was taken out. The ballgown was made of chiffon. There were indistinct retro floral prints, but because of the superb skills of the designer, it looked as though there were layers of colors stacked on top of one another. It was so beautiful she couldn’t take her eyes off it.

“You should be able to fit into this, judging from your figure.” Phyllis handed her the dress and at the same time, she passed Changqing a clean towel, telling her to change in the changing room.

Changqing went in blankly. After taking off her soiled dress, she wiped herself clean but her hair was still sticky from the fruit juice. She had no choice but to wipe it roughly with the towel before changing into the ballgown and walking out.

“Not bad.” Rong Chang nodded slightly as she held her hand out towards Phyllis.

Phyllis passed her a pair of scissors and Rong Chang suddenly bent down and cut a slit near Changqing’s ankle. Rong Chang pulled at the slit hard and the dress tore all the way to Changqing’s knee.

She was stunned. She really couldn’t understand the world of a designer. This worked too? However, when she lifted her head and looked at herself in the mirror, she was dumbfounded. The dress was too long before that. Even though she was wearing heels, it would’ve made her look short. Now, the dress was partially torn to reveal her calves. Her skin looked as fair as snow and exceptionally beautiful. She simply looked way better than when she wore that black dress. Besides, Rong Chang’s technique didn’t leave any flaws—as expected of a top designer.

“You’re… you’re so impressive,” Changqing stuttered.

“I simply revealed your pretty parts.” Rong Chang smiled lightly and said to Phyllis, “Help her touch up a little and do her hair.”

Changqing’s hair was too sticky and there was no time for her to wash her hair. Phyllis only wiped her sticky hair with a wet towel and quickly tied it up into a Russian Braided Bun. The pretty braids gave Changqing an exotic vibe.

In the past, Changqing had never tried this kind of hairstyle, but women always liked to try something new. When she saw herself from the mirror, she almost couldn’t recognize herself. She looked so beautiful.

“How pretty.” Rong Chang suddenly took her phone out and snapped a picture. “I’m going to send this to Chuyi. He would definitely be very happy.”

Changqing lifted her head up suddenly. “Auntie…”

“Mm.” Rong Chang answered her lightly and suddenly looked at her in bewilderment. “I don’t suppose you should call me ‘Auntie,’ right?”

Changqing suddenly felt awkward. “I… that… is Song Chuyi really your son?”

She still found this truth hard to believe. It felt like a dream.

“Yeah. People always say that we look quite alike. Don’t you think so?” Rong Chang said with a slight smile.

Changqing looked at her again boldly upon hearing that. They did look quite similar, especially those eyes that were equally apathetic when she wasn’t smiling. “I’ve never heard him mention… besides, we’re about to get divorced, Auntie. You should know about it, right?”

“I’ve heard about it.” Rong Chang nodded. “However, Chuyi doesn’t have any intention to get a divorce.”

Changqing was shocked and was suddenly a little angry. What did Song Chuyi mean by that? Was he intending to keep her hanging by not contacting her? She immediately frowned. “Then where is he right now? Wasn’t he taking care of you in Germany?”

“Yes.” Rong Chang smiled. “We’re both staying in the same hotel tonight. Actually, I’m not very interested in award ceremonies like these, but Chuyi said you were attending and would be very easily bullied on such an occasion, so he insisted I come. Since he’s not in the industry, it wouldn’t be very convenient for him to come, and besides, I owe him too much as his mom, so this time, I had to agree to everything he said. I’ve been watching you from the moment you walked in, but it seems like you didn’t really look at me.”

Changqing blushed. She did; it was just that she did so secretly. I was really embarrassed, alright?

But she really didn’t expect Rong Chang to attend tonight’s event all because of her.

The most popular Chinese designer in Europe actually came for her.

She found this honor too heavy to bear.

Changqing almost felt like she could fly, but it was only for a few seconds before she cooled down very quickly. Even if Song Chuchu got his mother to take care of her, it wouldn’t change the fact that he was living with Song Yunyang every day in Germany and that he didn’t even contact her. What did he take her to be? A little puppy whom he could coax a little if he wanted to? “Auntie, thank you very much for today. If it wasn’t for you, I might’ve been very embarrassed. However, you’ve been overseas and I’m afraid you don’t understand what happened between the both of us clearly. We’re not suitable for each other. Divorce is the best choice.”

Rong Chang pondered for a while and continued to hold her hand with a smile. “Let’s attend the dinner first. After that, we’ll go to the hotel together. I believe you should still see Chuyi first. You two must’ve not seen each other for a very long time. He’s been looking at your Weibo secretly all the time, laughing foolishly on his own when he was by my sickbed.”

Changqing’s heart thumped but she quickly suppressed it.

She didn’t want to believe whatever others said.

He had his sister Yunyang by his side in Germany every day, living under the same roof, so why would he think about her? This was all a lie.

Song Chuyi was a liar.

The two returned to the dinner gala and caused another uproar once again.

Many celebrities already paid much attention to Augustine Rong, and the moment she walked out with Changqing, the crowd once again broke out into a commotion.

And the main reason for the commotion was because of Changqing’s look.

Just 20 minutes ago, she left with Rong Chang looking in a sorry state. 20 minutes later, she suddenly seemed to have become an exceptionally stunning, elegant princess.

“Teacher Rong, is this ballgown GY’s new design that’s not in the market yet?” Li Xiaxue smiled as she walked over. “How refreshing and outstanding.”

“No, it’s just something I made privately,” Rong Chang said with a slight smile.

No one wasn’t envious as they watched Changqing. It would be difficult for an ordinary person to wear a ballgown personally designed by Augustine Rong.

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