From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love
Chapter 161: Do You Think You Left No Evidence?

Chapter 161: Chapter 161: Do You Think You Left No Evidence?

The competition was still underway, and the moment of victory or defeat was imminent.

Rong Yan’s design dazzled everyone, and people were consciously convinced he would be the dark horse of the day.

It was a surprise that such an impressive designer could emerge from an obscure small company.

The contest swiftly moved into the third round, leaving only five designers.

At that point, the host came over.

"Congratulations to the five contestants, congratulations on making it to the finals. For the final round, we will be doing impromptu creation, giving you one hour’s time."

Everyone: "..."

Zhou Jingya: ??

Why is it different from what Liu Qing said?

If she was left to design on her own, wouldn’t that spell doom for her?

Liu Qing glanced at her, pointing at the design sketch in her hand.

Zhou Jingya suddenly realized—she just had to make the dress from the third sketch.

After Zhou Jingya’s panicked expression gradually calmed, the host spoke again.

"Our theme is ’Spring,’ and now we will give each designer one hour to work alone."

Zhou Jingya: "..."

Liu Qing: ??

This update was different from what she had been informed!

Liu Qing and Zhou Jingya exchanged a glance, both feeling extremely anxious.

Zhou Hongqi, oblivious to the inner workings, confidently said, "Xiao Ya, it’s all up to you now, give it your all! The company’s future depends on you!"

Zhou Jingya nodded with a forced smile.

Liu Qing pulled her aside and whispered, "Don’t panic, just do as I told you."

Liu Qing whispered her thoughts, urging Zhou Jingya to do as much as she possibly could.

"This is the only way, Zhou Jingya, remember, you have to defeat your enemies! With that in mind, you’ll have boundless confidence and perform beyond your capabilities!"

Suddenly Zhou Jingya felt as though she had boundless energy!

...

The room was live-streamed throughout, broadcasting every move of the five designers on a big screen for all present to see.

Before entering, all communication devices had to be surrendered.

Nan Qiao watched this scene unfold and said to Rong Yan, "Good luck."

Rong Yan smiled, "Mr. Qiao, aren’t you afraid of my failure?"

Nan Qiao smiled knowingly, "What is failure? As long as you do your best, it’s not a failure. You are still young; treat this as a learning experience and don’t put too much pressure on yourself. Approach it with a normal mindset."

Rong Yan nodded, smiling, "Mr. Qiao, I’m heading in."

Rong Yan stepped into the room that was his stage.

...

Lu Zhengyang arrived at the competition site with his mother, Ren Yongshi.

Upon seeing them, Zhou Jingya stood even taller with pride.

An excited Zhou Jingya said, "Dad, mom, look—Brother Zhengyang and Aunt Ren are here."

Soon she would show Ren Yongshi, who looked down on her, just how brightly she could shine on the competition stage!

Liu Yanfang didn’t bother to look at Ren Yongshi; she didn’t think highly of that woman: "A mistress dares to scorn our Xiao Ya, I don’t even want to speak to her."

Zhou Hongqi warned her, "Keep your mouth shut. With so many people around, say less!"

Zhou Jingya said, "Mom, don’t talk like that. What if someone hears? It’ll affect my relationship with Brother Zhengyang."

Liu Yanfang had no choice but to close her mouth, putting on a smile, "Alright, since Xiao Ya likes Lu Zhengyang, I will support you. You guys are busy here; I’ll go say hello to Ren Yongshi."

Zhou Jingya nodded, pleased.

Liu Yanfang reluctantly approached and sat beside Ren Yongshi.

Ren Yongshi was strikingly attractive, exuding a seductive allure.

Ren Yongshi, arrogant and aloof, did not bother to initiate conversation.

Liu Yanfang, for Zhou Jingya’s sake, broke the ice, "Mrs. Lu, are you here to cheer on Xiao Ya? You’re too kind."

Ren Yongshi did not even glance at Liu Yanfang, looking imperious, which irritated Liu Yanfang.

Ren Yongshi frowned, seemingly reluctant to engage in conversation with Liu Yanfang.

Lu Zhengyang, sitting beside, felt somewhat embarrassed.

He interjected, "Aunt Liu, my mom isn’t very talkative. She came today just to cheer on Xiao Ya alongside me."

Liu Yanfang’s expression softened slightly as she nodded, "That’s very thoughtful."

"You’ve come at the perfect time; the finals are about to start. Xiao Ya has already won two rounds," Liu Yanfang boasted with pride.

Ren Yongshi’s lips parted gently, "Winning two rounds doesn’t mean she will take first place."

Liu Yanfang: "..."

A perfectly good conversation turned sour with Ren Yongshi’s words, making Liu Yanfang want to lash out.

"What do you mean by that? Are you mocking our Xiao Ya? How do you know she won’t take first place?"

Lu Zhengyang: "Auntie, my mom didn’t mean it that way. She’s just serious and doesn’t like speaking hypothetically. Please don’t take it the wrong way."

Liu Yanfang was furious, shooting a glare at Ren Yongshi but couldn’t come up with a retort.

Without a clear outcome, arguing with Ren Yongshi would only lead her to mockery for the lack of results.

Lu Zhengyang, caught between them, started sweating from the awkwardness.

Nobody was happy, leaving him feeling helpless.

With both women together, it was like a play.

Zhou Jingya, intending to go compete, noticed the tense atmosphere between Liu Yanfang and Ren Yongshi.

She trotted over, sweet and polite, "Aunt Ren, thank you for coming to support me. I’ll do my best!"

Lu Zhengyang looked at her affectionately and smiled, "Xiao Ya, go for it!"

Ren Yongshi remained silent, almost as if she had been dragged to the competition against her will.

Lu Zhengyang nudged Ren Yongshi gently with his arm, forcing her to grunt in acknowledgment to Zhou Jingya.

Liu Yanfang couldn’t bear to see her daughter slighted and urged, "Xiao Ya, it’s time for the competition. Go on."

Zhou Jingya nodded with a smile, "Aunt Ren, I’m off to compete."

Buzzing with excitement, Zhou Jingya ran off.

...

Bai Yurou sat backstage for a long time, growing restless, and moved to the front near Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao was playing games on his phone. Bai Yurou, upon seeing this, laughed.

"Nan Qiao, this is a competition site, and you’re playing games? With such an attitude, can you manage the people around you? I think you should prepare to come in last."

Nan Qiao slowly lifted his head, his serene eyes focusing on Bai Yurou, "Are you that free?"

"As a special guest for the awards ceremony, of course I’m free! But even I am not as idle as you."

"No, I truly can’t compare to you," Nan Qiao scoffed, "You think by killing Fang Mei, you can cover up all the facts?"

Bai Yurou looked at Nan Qiao in shock, quickly recovering, "What are you blabbering about? Be careful, or I’ll sue you for defamation!"

"Bai Yurou, even though you’re psychologically resilient, it’s clear that at this moment, you’re quite rattled," Nan Qiao remarked.

Standing up, Nan Qiao’s lips curled in a mocking smile as he stepped closer to Bai Yurou.

Bai Yurou stepped back as Nan Qiao approached.

Nan Qiao said deliberately, "Do you think you’ve left no evidence behind?"