In the Yun Mansion.

Yun Jifeng held his phone as he paced about. "Damn that Master Li. How could he be so careless?"

Luckily, Lu Shaoting still believed those things he was told in the end. If not, their plan would go south. And here he thought that Lu Shaoting was actually intelligent. Pfft. He was too easy to deal with.

Now, all he had to do was sit back with his father and watch the brothers start fighting. It would be too satisfying, especially thinking about how when the fight is over, he would be the new CEO of the nation's top multibillion company.

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At the same time, in the Lin residence.

No one on earth was happier than Lin Lihua. The Golden Star Awards would happen in just a few days. She was naturally happy because this year, just like the previous nine years, her chances of winning were the highest. There was almost no suspense.

That wasn't what made her the happiest. The best part was an internet post that she had been tagged in. It was that of a man expressing his support to her as his only goddess. He even promised to attend the awards ceremony.

For Lin Lihua to be very happy, who else could that man be but Henry Blanc?

....

Her manager brought a few gowns for her to choose from for the awards ceremony. "Miss Lin, Designer Wan from EFW sent over these gowns. I'll help you pick one for the awards ceremony."

Lin Lihua looked over and frowned. "Aren't there any red ones?"

"Eh?" The manager was taken aback. Did Lin Lihua just say red?

She coughed and adjusted quickly. "I'll talk to Designer Wan right away." Right after saying that, she looked troubled. "Miss Lin, the awards ceremony is only in a few days. I'm afraid designer Wan is being sought like a magical treasure. Will I really be able to see her?" Let alone talking to her, seeing her was in itself a high class mission.

The fact that it was not certain if she had the time and was willing to make a dress for Lin Lihua was even more disturbing. After all she was President Lu's wife and didn't have to give anyone face.

Lin Lihua's manager didn't know that Wan Jia was her younger sister and was convinced that it would be harder to get a custom outfit from Wan Jia than to raise the dead.

"Nevermind." Lin Lihua said and took out her phone.

Her manager was still standing aside and unintentionally overheard their conversation.

"My little darling, do you have time to make me an outfit?"

"I sent five. You don't like any of them?"

The phone was on speaker since Lin Lihua wanted to continue looking through her jewelry boxes while on the call.

The manager was stunned. What did Lin Lihua just call Wan Jia?

"They're very pretty, but I prefer a red one."

"After not seeing for a while, a certain someone took a liking to that bright color. Could it be that my sis is in love?" Wan Jia teased.

"You're in love! Are you able or not? If it's too late to make a custom one, you can just help me buy one you think will suit me."

"Wait for my good news." Wan Jia said. Inside she was saying, hehe. Watch me make you wear an amorous red gown.

Wan Jia was in Elite Fashion World, discussing business with Lu Aotian when Lin Lihua called.

When the call ended, Wan Jia still looked cheerful.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I want to make an amorous gown for my sister. She will look like a young woman in love. Hehe."

Lu Aotian raised an eyebrow. What in the world was an amorous gown?

"My love, what color do you want to wear on that day?"

Lu Aotian: "I'm only a guest. You don't have to make an outfit for me."

Wan Jia tapped the desk. "But if President Lu is willing to be my male model, help me publicize my male designs."

"Okay."

Lu Aotian resumed looking at the reports on her desk and sighed. "You made 39% of EFW' sales this month."

Wan Jia took the report from him and looked too. All the other designers made 5% in the highest. The only exception was Designer Shen who had been allowed to make a comeback. He made 20% and it was already terrifying.

"It's a good thing but I think it's troublesome. Although in the past month I only released one series, its value kept multiplying. It might affect the other designers."

She was right. Female customers had started waiting exclusively for her new series and wouldn't have much interest in the others. Male customers were starting to seek her too. The whole situation had a negative impact on the other designers, especially those whose emotions affected their ability and inspiration.

"Your brand can't be delayed any longer." Lu Aotian said.

"I can temporarily stop creating new designs; until my project is complete."

"Or you can skip the project." He suggested.

Wan Jia smiled warmly but rejected his suggestion. "President Lu wants to use his power to make it easier for me? Actually, you don't have to. It's just six months. It's not like I'm retiring."

"If that's what you want then I have nothing to say."

Wan Jia suddenly clutched her waist.

"What happened?" Lu Aotian sprung from his seat.

Wan Jia avoided his gaze. "It's nothing. I think we might need to 'work' harder."

He really needed to. She was not pregnant.