"Gu Yanhao, what are you doing?" Seeing this, Song Wuyou glared at Gu Yanhao angrily.
Gu Yanhao sneered disdainfully, "Primary school students' alterations are also designs?"
"What's wrong with the primary school students' alterations? You forgot that you are also from primary school students." Song Wuyou said angrily.
She didn't feel sorry for her paintings, but she was angry that Gu Yanhao was always aloof and ruthless in disregarding the other's feelings and casually ruining other people's achievements.
"Primary school students' alterations are fine, but people of your age are still playing with primary school students' alterations. It's really naive." Gu Yanhao's tone was full of contempt.
"My reputation is already so bad, it doesn't matter if I add more childish ones. Whether I am childish or self-willed, you don't need to worry about it."
"Based on your level, you want to work in Gu's, it's just a dream."
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In order to prove herself, Song Wuyou finally drew the costume she imagined all night.
She was very satisfied with the costumes she drew, and originally wanted to show them to Gu Yanhao.
But thinking of his sarcasm and disdain last night, Song Wuyou hesitated.
In his eyes, she is nothing, even if she thinks the clothes she drew are good, he may not be satisfied.
Maybe he would even satirize himself and beat himself up.
Anyway, for this competition, you can sign up without relying on the company's name. Song Wuyou plans to sign up for the competition by himself!
Instead of proving herself in front of Gu Yanhao, she is better to prove herself in front of everyone. She is not as bad as everyone imagined!
Locking the design draft in the drawer, Song Wuyou washed his face, changed into a dress he bought yesterday, and went downstairs.
Usually at this time, Gu Yanhao is not in the villa anymore.
Why haven't you gone out today
Song Wuyou held on to the armrest and walked down step by step, looking at the man sitting on the sofa indifferently.
The man gracefully crossed his slender legs, and sat lazily on the sand, flipping through a magazine. I
His bodyguard, Ade, stood behind him.
Even sitting like this, it exudes a domineering arrogance that dominates the world.
Song Wuyou looked at him intently, could he be the reincarnation of that heartbroken man
Otherwise, how could they look so similar
As if feeling her gaze, Gu Yanhao raised his head.
The moment Song Wuyou collided with his deep and sharp gaze, he froze for a moment, and quickly shifted his gaze elsewhere.
Gu Yanhao looked at her openly, and raised his pretty eyebrows slightly.
The light blue dress seemed to suit her skin perfectly.
The long and wide skirt is elegant and smooth, like willow leaves dancing.
The waist is tied, but not tight, showing her beautiful figure perfectly.
The simple style of skirt can be worn by her with a different flavor.
Gu Yanhao's deep eyes revealed a gleam of appreciation that he didn't know about.
With piercing eyes, his gaze landed on Song Wuyou's legs.
Her walking posture seems very graceful.
A picture like this appeared in his mind:
She was wearing a retro dress designed by Song Jiuyue, wearing a gold hairpin, and walked gracefully on the runway...
Seeing him staring at her distracted, Song Wuyou gave him a cool look, and then walked towards the restaurant.
"Take a picture of this 'Lianqing' hairpin." Gu Yanhao recovered, looked away, and handed the magazine to Ade.
Love? !
When Song Wuyou heard this, his back suddenly stiffened, and his footsteps stopped.
She turned around and looked at the magazine in Ade's hand. Seeing that Ade was about to close it, she said anxiously, "Can I have a look?"