《He’s My Fiancée ! : I Went Back To The Past And You !》He's My Fiancée ! : I Went Back To The Past And You !
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The fashion show come to a complete end after Xiao Yun had left. Lin Chang Ou was called to the stage and the assistant of the judge went to fetch Xiao Yun from the private room. Inside the private room, Xiao Yun had changed her dress, Zi Gong had also come back at the private room. Xiao Yun first confirm that there were still no call from Xue Xiu Yong but she received and answer from Wang Li Lei.
[Li Lei: "I will send someone there."]
Xiao Yun pushed her fingers to the keyboard, [Darling Yun: That's not necessary, I will go as soon as it finish. I just thought I need to inform you."]
[Li Lei: "Okay, I will come as soon as it's end."]
Xiao Yun then heard a heavy knock and a voice came along, "Excuse me Ms. Yu."
Zi Gong saw Xiao Yun nod and went to open the door for the assistant to enter, "Excuse me," he repeated again, "With the incident that happened before, the judges have ask for your presence in the stage and the dresses."
"Okay, please wait a moment." Xiao Yun said and before the assistant left she asked, "Is Golden Tree present already in the stage with the dresses?"
The assistant thought it was weird why she would ask that because now she was deemed and seen as the company that had copied designs of the famous Golden Tree. Nevertheless he answered, "They are."
Xiao Yun took her phone to her pocket and nod, "Good" she responded and left the room to the stage.
On the stage, the dress were hung, and everyone was curious with the last dress which had a completely different designs that had people squint their eyes to confirm whether there was any dissimilarities between the dress but in a weird sense they were completely the same, except for a few details but only those who was expert in dresses could notice this, the rest who could not could only wondered which one of the two companies that had copied the designs. With most of the guests believing it would be Azure as Golden Tree had a longer history.
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The judges only pressed their concern on the fifth dress and the last one, bringing the rest behind.
"They're the same, isn't it? I can't find any difference." said one man who was wearing a red suit.
"Rather than the red dress, I am more concerned with the fifth one. When it was placed side by side, they are not only similar but seemed as if they were cut from the same clothe!" The woman replied.
"But who do you think is imitating the others?" asked the man who was wearing the red suit. "This had never happened before with Golden Tree."
"You mean you think it was Azure who had copied the design?" asked the woman who then scoffed, "Who would copy the design of Golden Tree unless they want to dig their graves?"
"You see it now don't you? The ones who had dug their graves, Azure." The man and the woman laughed, both was looking at the stage. Guests who sat beside them couldn't help but nod and agree at their words.
Xiao Yun and Chuan Huan Jing stood at the stage with their two enemies. Zhu Yi Nan who hadn't seen Chuan Huan Jing for a very long time frowned when he saw his old friend dressed poshly with his hair had been comb neatly to showcase his beautiful face. He wondered what Chuan Huan Jing had done to become handsome when in the past he looked nothing less than a madman who seemed like someone who would be drunk from morning to night. Then he scoffed, even if he became handsome today did he think he would still be able to continue his career? He doubted so.
There four judge and one of them who spoke was an elder man in his forties. He first went to the stage with the rest of the judges and inspected the two gowns, one began to nod after another. When they went to the fifth dress which was brown in color, they touched the fabric and all frowned.
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After they had studied the two outfits, the judge then walked to the middle of the stage, his eyes went to Zhu Yi Nan first and asked, "Mr. Zhu, could you say proudly that this two dress designs are made by you, yourself?"
Zhu Yi Nan spared no thought when he was asked the question. He was proud and confident that no one knows what he had done and would believe him rather than Chuan Huan Jing who stood not too far.
"Yes. I have made all this designs with everything I my best abilities. The dress were originally made by me and the designs are personally drawn by me too." He then pulled his bag and showed a stack of papers with designs drawn. To avoid having similar writing as Chuan Huan Jing, Zhu Yi Nan had redrawn the designs and casted aside the evidence to fire where no sign of his cheating left.
The judges who took the paper, gave each other a look of the paper and they whispered in discussion again. When they were done the same man who had asked Zhu Yi Nan then questioned Chuan Huan Jing, "Mr. Chuan could you also say proudly that this two dresses were personally made by you without a help of anyone in ideas?"
"Yes." Chuan Huan Jing replied firmly, his voice echoed to the whole room. "Everything I've created starting from the designs, the embroideries, stitching, were made with extreme precision that was achieved by myself. I have never seen nor copied anyone's designs."
The man nodded, "May I ask if you have design paper of these two dresses? It had to be submitted and I'm sure you have brought it today with you."
Lin Chang Lu snipped a look at Xiao Yun who appeared to be darting her eyes forward and backward as if she was flustered and grinned widely. The real designs have been stolen by Zhu Yi Nan and it was also the original one which was more complex and Zhu Yi Nan had copied the design as his own before burning the paper to ashes. She was sure they don't have the designs now and was flustered to come up with one.
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