Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 372: This Year’s Judges Include Galaxy

Chapter 372: Chapter 372: This Year’s Judges Include Galaxy

An Yan saw the dazzle in everyone’s eyes and shrugged her shoulders, "What does everyone think?"

Su Yue pointed at the three dresses, "You, you, you, how did you change it? When were all these made?"

An Yan wrapped her arm around Su Yue’s shoulder, "I felt there were some imperfections in the previous ones, these three are my backup plans, aren’t they pretty good? They were all made during my personal time. President Su, shouldn’t you give me a raise?"

Sitting on the sofa, Fu Shiyan stroked his chin, "So you hid in the cloakroom in the middle of the night just to finish these dresses?"

An Yan nodded, "Indeed, that’s what happened."

Fu Jinqiao spared no praise, "Younger Auntie, if you don’t win the championship, I’ll blow up the judges’ seats! These are even more stunning than the drafts I saw in your office!"

Mu Qianfan clicked his tongue lightly, "You could call her Little Five."

Fu Shiyan smiled faintly, "It doesn’t matter what she’s called, but Jinqiao subconsciously recognizes Yanyan as Younger Auntie, so you might as well change your way of addressing her along with her."

Mu Qianfan: "..." That Old Dog Fu! At least give me some face in front of others!

Fu Shiyan sent a provocative look, as if to say you’ve already quit the entertainment circle, what public figure are you still pretending to be.

Zhou Wenwen stepped forward to carefully examine the details of the dress, her brow slightly furrowed, "An Yan, to be honest, your design style resembles Galaxy’s! Especially these few, they’re even more so than the previous ones! Actually, during our meeting when we were voting, a lot of designers suspected that you bribed Galaxy to sell you her drafts. Of course, I believe in you. You already have fame and profit; you don’t care about going the designer route, and most importantly, I value your character. But I’m concerned that some people might seize this and fan the flames to create a public uproar."

Gao Min pondered for a moment, "After all, Galaxy isn’t participating in the competition this year, and if someone uses this to make inappropriate comments, it will indeed be detrimental to An Yan."

Ruan Qingqing was resolute, "I believe in An Yan, she would never stoop to doing such a thing."

Su Yue looked at An Yan, "No worries, even if there are trolls spreading nonsense, we’ll handle the PR. What’s more, we have President Fu as a big backing."

"That’s for sure," Fu Shiyan stood up, came over to An Yan, took her arm off Su Yue’s shoulder, and embraced her, "My woman, naturally I wouldn’t let her suffer the slightest injustice."

The Golden Scissors Competition is the most influential international fashion design contest, held in different locations every time, this year at the Bogelin State Exhibition Center.

Celebrities, the rich, top influencers, and nobility from around the world will come to watch the finals live since the champion’s design style will dictate future fashion trends.

The previous champions were all designers from Galaxy Design Studio, represented by Galaxy who always appeared wearing a fox mask. Speculation about her appearance was rife.

Some said she was reserved, severely socially anxious, while others said she was hideously ugly, which is why she refused to show her face.

There were all sorts of rumors, but no one knew what she really looked like behind the mask.

Now, the entrance to the exhibition center showcased a hundred meters of red carpet flanked by baskets of red roses, and the scene was extraordinarily grand, fragrant with the scent of flowers.

The outer side of the baskets was cordoned off, keeping the media and reporters at bay.

On the inside, every five meters stood a security officer, ensuring order and dealing with emergencies.

"I have insider information; the three judges from last year have increased to four this year."

"Four? Who’s the fourth?"

"I heard it’s Galaxy. Maybe she’s not competing this year just to be a judge."

"If that’s the case, won’t that give Galaxy Design Studio’s designer an advantage? She’ll definitely give high scores!"

"That’s not necessarily true; renowned professional designers would never show bias in front of the whole world."

"I agree, after all, that’s Galaxy!"

"It’s still uncertain. I think another reason Galaxy was invited as a judge is because of the new rising MC Design Studio, which is a formidable rival to Galaxy."

"In any case, the audience’s eyes are discerning. We’ll soon see whether there’s bias or not!"

"Look, the people from MC are here! Who’s that wearing an eye mask next to Zhuo An?"

"Maybe that’s the mysterious big boss! Quick, take more photos!"

...

Zhuo An, dressed in a lavish gown, and a woman wearing a cat-eye mask, strolled forward, followed by a production team and international supermodels.

The woman was clad in a deep V-neck gown, with a fishtail design that traced her S-shaped curves, resembling a black, bewitchingly beautiful rose, both arrogant and confident.

Many wanted to interview the mysterious woman, but Zhuo An waved them off with a smile and said, "Wait until we win the championship. She will reveal her identity herself."

Once they entered the rest area at the exhibition center, the woman said coldly, "Didn’t I tell you not to talk about winning the championship or anything similar? Zhuo An, your presumptuous behavior really disgusts me."

Zhuo An felt a bit flustered and quickly explained, "Moon, I just wanted Mu Anyan and Su Yue to know that this year’s championship is ours! The era of Galaxy Design Studio has already passed!"

She leaned in close to the woman and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Galaxy is being foolish. If she favors their design studio, it will ruin her reputation! This is the perfect opportunity to slap them hard in the face and also a great chance to kick Galaxy out of the design world for good. You don’t get such opportunities all the time."

"She deserves to have her reputation ruined! Galaxy probably joined the jury because she’s worried their work will be overshadowed," the woman still displeased said, "Don’t let anything slip. By the way, have you found out who the mole is from Galaxy Design Studio?"

Zhuo An shook her head, "No, the other party is too cunning. But I have a feeling it’s someone close to Mu Anyan and Su Yue. There were five people from Galaxy’s side this time. It’s very likely among them."

The woman narrowed her eyes behind the mask, "I’m very curious about who this person is. Once we know, we can get a grip on her and use her for our benefit."

Zhuo An spread her hands, "The other party is very scheming, probably even Mu Anyan and Su Yue haven’t noticed. She’s not easy to manipulate. I simply can’t lure that person out."

The woman lowered her gaze, thinking for a moment, "Forget it, let’s not worry about that for now. We’ll focus on winning the championship first."

Her gaze fell on the liquid crystal screen in front of her, and when a handsome couple appeared, her eyes turned blood-red with hatred.

If not for the mask hiding her face, it would be even more ferocious and frightening. She gritted her teeth and said, "Mu Anyan, tonight I’ll make you fall flat on your face!"

At this moment, An Yan, who was walking the red carpet with Fu Shiyan, naturally couldn’t hear such an overconfident remark.

Fu Shiyan looked at her in a black, slim-fitting gown, with a black fitted blazer draped over her shoulders, dignified and elegant, and praised her, "Yanyan, you’re truly beautiful."

An Yan glanced at him sideways, "I would be even more beautiful without this blazer."

Originally, she planned to wear just the gown tonight, but Fu Shiyan felt it showed too much arm, and after a long discussion, she relented and wore the blazer.

Fu Shiyan hooked her fingers, "In my eyes, you’re always beautiful."

"Flatterer!"

Fu Shiyan chuckled softly, "I will sit in the VIP seating and cheer you on."

"That’s something I can appreciate."

The two of them walked forward, followed by Mu Qianfan and Fu Jinqiao, Mu Shaoze and Zhou Ziqiao, and others including Su Yue.

The arrival of Mu Qianfan undoubtedly attracted the attention of media journalists.

Many wanted to interview him.

Mu Qianfan said indifferently, "I’ve already left the entertainment industry. My wife and I will have our wedding at the end of the year, we will inform everyone in advance."

Zhou Wenwen was particularly excited, "Qingqing, I never thought I would one day be part of Anyan’s inner circle. I’m so fortunate!"

Ruan Qingqing curled her lips slightly, "It is quite fortunate."

Zhou Wenwen said, "I’m so jealous of you, to become best friends with Anyan."

Ruan Qingqing lightly hummed, her tone casual.

With a fleeting glance, she noticed a woman behind the flashes of cameras, staring fiercely in the direction of Mu Qianfan and Fu Jinqiao.

She narrowed her eyes but acted as if nothing had happened.