The girl was in tears, sobbing softly.

This sight made Song Mai feel unbearable, and her heart was filled with complex emotions.

Half an hour earlier in the car, the unfinished sentence Song Mai wanted to tell Chu Yunxing was that she was willing to try her previous life again, just like before.

It seems that it's no longer necessary.

The group remained silent the whole way until they reached the entrance of the show venue, where Song Mai said with a hint of disappointment, "I'll go in now."

Chu Yunxing hesitated for a moment, then grabbed her and said, "I'll go with you."

The girl was utterly shocked and instinctively walked up to him: "Ah Xing, aren't you going to come with me?"

Chu Yunxing didn't know how to answer for a moment. After a moment of silence, he said in a low voice, "The position has been arranged. I will come to find you after the show."

The girl smiled happily and nodded quickly, "You promised, you have to come find me."

Watching the girl leave, Song Mai couldn't help but say, "It seems she was really happy to see you."

"I'm sorry, I made you feel bad just now." Chu Yunxing had been trying to sense Song Mai's emotions, but in front of the girl, he couldn't tell who the real Song Mai was.

He had nowhere to release his inner emotions, so much so that he didn't know what to choose.

"It's okay, it's normal. If she really is Song Mai, it's a good thing for you too." Song Mai said with a smile, but a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes as she turned away.

Chu Yunxing stared blankly at her figure, unsure of what to say for a moment.

An'an cautiously asked her mother, "Weren't you and Uncle Chu getting along well just now? Why did you suddenly start arguing? Did he bully you?"

"No, Uncle Chu has some personal matters to attend to. How about Mom takes you inside to watch the beautiful ladies walk the runway while Uncle Chu takes care of his business?"

When Song Mai comforted An An, she showed no emotion, and her tone was not as cheerful as before.

Her mind was filled with the conversation between the girl and Chu Yunxing, and she became increasingly suspicious of her own background.

"smile."

Ji Fenghe came to the mother and daughter's side, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes as he looked at Song Mai's clothes.

“If I’m not mistaken, this dress should be the last work of the designer who just passed away.” Ji Fenghe couldn’t help but sigh. “I never expected that this dress would be exactly the same size as yours.”

Song Mai had previously learned about the works of the master designer and knew that he had designed a set of clothes before his death.

I just didn't pay attention to where his last set of works went, and I never expected that I would accidentally wear it.

"It's actually a masterpiece! I've been too busy lately and haven't had time to check on its whereabouts," Song Mai said apologetically, shaking her head.

This master is a benchmark in the design world; his style and ability are top-notch.

Many designers aspire to be like this master, but in the end, they can only willingly admit that they are far inferior to him.

"Where's Chu Yunxing? I haven't seen him anywhere." Ji Feng looked around curiously.

Song Mai felt that what he said was very strange, but she couldn't put her finger on what was wrong with it.

"He had something to do and went to take care of other things," Song Mai said calmly, a hint of disappointment on her face.

Ji Feng nodded thoughtfully and did not bring him up again.

"Entry is now open. Let me lead you in. My seat is right behind yours, so I can help you out."

Song Mai did not refuse. She subconsciously turned her head to look at Chu Yunxing, who had disappeared from the performance, before turning around and walking in.

Shen Xiujing was already waiting for him in his seat. He looked at Song Mai sitting in the back row and said with a smile, "Your outfit today really makes me proud. You truly deserve to be my top stylist."

"It's just a nominal position, don't exaggerate." Song Mai said with a smile, her mood improving as his joke distracted her from the situation.

"Many people may approach you in a while, but don't agree to meet any of them. Their goal is to get close to me, so be careful." Shen Xiujing lowered her voice and spoke in a tone that only the two of them could hear.

Song Mai nodded in understanding: "I understand, don't worry."

Shen Xiujing sighed helplessly and said in a low voice, "Thanks to you."

This statement was so exaggerated that Song Mai didn't know how to respond for a moment.

She shook her head helplessly: "Don't make these jokes."

Just then, Chu Yunxing and the girl walked in one after the other.

Instantly, everyone's attention was focused on the two of them.

Shen Xiujing asked in surprise, "How come she looks exactly like you?"

Ji Fenghe was even more shocked: "There are two people in the world who are so similar."

Chu Yunxing exchanged a few words with the girl, then walked towards Song Mai's direction.

He casually straightened his clothes and sat down next to Song Mai: "Sorry, something came up and I was held up."

"It's alright. After all, you and Miss Song have been apart for a long time, so it's inevitable that you'll talk a bit more." Song Mai concealed her disappointment and forced a smile.

Chu Yunxing looked at her thoughtfully and asked, "Is that really what you think?"

Of course not.

Song Mai, of course, could not admit her true feelings, so she could only shake her head slightly without responding.

The fashion show began soon, and the crowd quietly admired the clothes worn by the supermodels, watching their top-notch catwalk skills with rapt attention.

Only Song Mai was absent-minded, his mind filled with the girl from earlier.

If she is Song Mai, then who am I? Am I really just Bai Wan'er? Or is even Bai Wan'er a fabrication?

Song Mai felt confused and didn't know how to deal with it all.

Ji Fenghe gently placed his hand on her shoulder and said with a smile, "There's no need to look so gloomy. Now that you're out here, you should naturally be happier. Leave your worries for after the show; I'll face them with you then."

Chu Yunxing frowned upon hearing this: "That's right, there's always a solution to everything."

Song Mai always felt that his words had a hidden meaning, but she couldn't grasp the true meaning.

An'an watched the crowd walk the runway with delight, genuinely enjoying it.

This happy look brought Song Mai back to her senses.

She suddenly realized that her identity was no longer important; her most important identity now was that of a designer and An'an's mother.

As for Song Mai or Bai Wan'er, that's not something I need to consider right now.

Thinking about this, she felt much more at ease, and the corners of her mouth slowly turned up.

At this moment, Ji Fenghe glanced at Chu Yunxing without showing any emotion, a hint of annoyance flashing in his eyes.

He then turned and exchanged a glance with the girl not far away, and they nodded to each other.