The tone shifted abruptly, and Yan Ziqing's expression darkened further. "Back then, Master broke ties with Diane because of that fire, and he had to pay Diane a lot of money. Master's entire savings, plus what we had together, were still 500,000 short. Xiao Han thought that since we were still brothers, he went to ask him for help."
Yan Ziqing didn't say anything more.
But Ye Li already knew the answer.
Not only did Ling Xiaohan fail to borrow any money, she also likely endured a lot of ridicule and mockery from Hu Jingyao.
After all, things are different now.
They were all Xie Chenlu's apprentices back then. Even though Hu Jingyao was much older and was the senior apprentice, they all laughed and joked together, and there was no distance between them.
But in the blink of an eye, Hu Jingyao and Cheng Yanxi became top designers at a well-known international studio.
Xie Chenlu, having left Dai En, was nothing anymore.
How fiercely they argued when they left.
How satisfying it is to be ridiculed, right?
Hu Jingyao must have been waiting for that day for a long time.
He finally got his wish and trampled the person he used to look up to.
A round of applause erupted as the host, microphone in hand, pointed to the Chinese team's location. "This year's Chinese team boasts a dark horse designer like Ye, who is exceptionally talented, as well as a well-established genius designer like Shieh. Let's wait and see what amazing design works these talented designers will create at this star-studded night."
When Shieh was mentioned, everyone present seemed to know that he was the former Lu.
Amidst enthusiastic applause, Hu Jingyao and Cheng Yanxi, from the US delegation on the left front, turned around to look at each other.
There was no attempt to dodge.
I feel no guilt.
The same smugness was evident in both of their eyes.
It's as if it's saying: No matter how glorious or powerful you were in the past, so what? Aren't we still standing at the same starting line, vying for the same trophy?
Xie Chenlu is alright, after all, he has weathered many storms and suffered far more ridicule and contempt in the past few years.
Ling Xiaohan, with her neck stiff, would have charged off like a runaway husky if Xie Chenlu hadn't been holding her back.
He patted Yan Ziqing's hand, then glanced at Morning and Mai Xiaomi, who were already in a bad mood.
Ye Li lowered her head and clicked into the WeChat group.
bite!
Tick-tock!
Buzz!
All the phones rang at once, and everyone looked down and took out their phones.
Just one glance.
Xie Chenlu: ...
Yan Ziqing, Morning, Ling Xiaohan, Mai Xiaomi, Xie Siyu: !!!
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