Dai Wei hastily denied, "That's impossible! That dress was the finale of our last exhibition at Milan Fashion Week..."
This situation happened again and again. Ning Xueluo could no longer bear it and said sternly, "No wonder Qin Shengyue said that you are unchanging. Don't you have any other plans?"
"But I chose that model for safety reasons..."
Although Dai Wei said this, he actually began to panic.
If last time it could be said to be just a coincidence, then this time, after seeing Ze Ling's other designs again, his already guilty fear deepened.
After all, everything he has now was stolen. No matter how much honor and praise he receives during the day, he will be terrified at night that all of this will disappear...
The most important thing is that his design draft is almost seriously inadequate. Although he secretly recruited a large number of people to imitate Gong Shangze's style, the imitation works, no matter how perfect the imitation is, are not the original after all...
No, he must find out who that Zx is!
The more he looked at that man's work, the more frightened he became. He even had the illusion that it was designed by Gong Shangze.
But how is it possible? Gong Shangze will never be able to turn things around, and his designs can’t reach this level…
…
At night, after the event ended, Dai Wei was in a bad mood and left Ning Xueluo alone.
As he was about to get into the car, he accidentally glanced across the street and saw a face that appeared in his nightmares every night.
Gong... Gong Shangze!
Dai Wei was so scared that he was about to go and find out what happened, but the man had already got into the car and quickly disappeared from his sight.
Dai Wei finally calmed down long after the car left. He must have been too nervous. It must be...
That person's dress style is so fashionable, how could he be that unkempt lunatic Gong Shangze
In the car that just left.
Ning Xi glanced in the rearview mirror, "That person across from me was Dai Wei, right? Did he recognize you?"
Gong Shangze obviously saw it too. Hearing this, he smiled bitterly and said, "Probably not. After all, I can't even recognize myself in my current state."
Ning Xi nodded after hearing this, "That's true..."
Han Momo looked curious, "What was Director Gong like before?"
"You'd better not know it, you'll be disillusioned~" While talking to the two of them, the cell phone suddenly rang. It was an unfamiliar number.
Ning Xi picked up the phone suspiciously, "Hello?"
"Miss!!!" As soon as the call was connected, an extremely excited voice came from the other end of the phone.
Ning Xi hesitated and asked, "You are... Aunt Wu?" The only person who would call her like that was the old servant beside Grandpa.
"Yes! It's me! Miss, please come to the hospital quickly! The master is in the hospital!" Aunt Wu's tone was extremely sad.
"What did you say?"
With a sharp "squeak", Ning Xi barely managed to stop the car on the side of the road, and asked with a pale face, "What happened to Grandpa?"
"The master suddenly fainted at home, and the doctor said he might not survive this time... I saw that none of the eldest and second young masters notified you, so I decided to make the call on my own. The person the master wants to see the most must be you..." Auntie Wu's tone actually seemed to imply that she wanted to see him for the last time.
"How could this happen... Which hospital? I'll be there right away!"