Chapter 149: After breaking off the engagement Mr. Si chased his wife to the crematorium!
Chapter 149: Narrow Road with a Bitter Enemy
Beijing City Exhibition Center.
The annual Hua Guo Cup Fashion Design Competition is taking place here.
Ou Yan parked the car in the parking lot outside the center and went to the main entrance to find Yin Panpan.
The entire exhibition center, inside and out, is filled with competition banners and flags, creating a lively atmosphere.
Many participants are present today, with numerous reporters waiting at the entrance, ready to capture shots of renowned designers.
Yin Panpan stood alone in a corner. When she spotted Ou Yan, she waved, "President Ou, over here!"
Ou Yan walked briskly, exuding a cold and confident aura. "Just call me Ou Yan. Today, I'm your assistant."
"Alright." Yin Panpan nodded quickly. "Have you had breakfast?"
"Yes."
"Why isn't your hand bandaged?" Yin Panpan noticed the bruised and swollen right wrist, hastily searching her backpack. "Let me wrap it for you. I bought bandages and ointment on my way here."
"No need." Ou Yan didn't want to attract attention; cameras were focused on them throughout the competition.
Seeing Ou Yan decline, Yin Panpan also removed her bandage, revealing two red and swollen hands. "You didn't apply enough ointment last night."
"Ah?" Yin Panpan was surprised that Ou Yan noticed so quickly. She explained, "I didn't have much ointment left from last night, but I bought new ones on my way here. Let me know if your hand hurts later."
"Okay."
Entering the main hall, Yin Panpan showed the successful registration message, exchanging it for two competition cards. She was designer number 16, and Ou Yan was assistant number 16.
After swiping their cards, the two entered the main area.
It was Yin Panpan's first time in such a sacred place. "There are so many people here, and it looks beautiful."
Ou Yan glanced at the signs. "This way."
Designers numbered 1 to 20 were in the A resting area.
At the moment, there were only a few designers and assistants in the A resting area. As Yin Panpan entered, someone called her name.
"Yin Panpan? What are you doing here?!"
Yin Panpan looked in the direction of the voice and frowned. "Yin Qing?"
"Some people are audacious, daring to come anywhere." Yin Qing, dressed in a gorgeous dress, approached Yin Panpan with arrogance. She was about to settle the old score when she noticed Ou Yan standing beside her.
Her raised hand awkwardly dropped back down.
"If it isn't our defeated underlings!" Yin Qing couldn't do anything to them directly, so she vented her frustration with words. "Don't cry when you lose later!"
"Humph, the one crying will be you." Yin Panpan bravely retorted, "Someone who doesn't even understand design has the nerve to come here just to make up the numbers?"
"Me? Make up the numbers here?" Yin Qing sneered, "Who told you I came to participate in the competition?"
"Aren't you?" Yin Panpan looked at her skeptically.
"Not everyone is like you, working hard for rankings. What you desperately want, I can casually discard." Yin Qing declared.
"Then why did you come?" Yin Panpan questioned.
"I'm not here to participate in the competition." Yin Qing smirked, "Did you think I would stoop so low? I just came to enjoy the show."
"Is the injury from last time healed?" Ou Yan interjected with a cold tone. "No more pain?"
"You two..." Yin Qing glared fiercely at them but turned and left in frustration.
The surrounding designers were puzzled. Last time's injury? What did that mean? Did Miss Yin get beaten up by these two, her assistants?
Oh my god...
This was explosive news!
Seeing Yin Qing return to her seat in a sulky mood, the designer at station number one hurriedly brought a cup of coffee. "Miss Yin, here's your coffee."
"Ugh..." Yin Qing spilled the coffee on the designer's clothes after just one sip. "Do you want to scald me to death?"
"Yes, I'm sorry..." The first designer was frightened, not caring about the scalding on herself, and quickly apologized, "I forgot to remind you; this is brewed with boiling water at 100 degrees."
"Get lost!" Yin Qing's mood deteriorated.
The second designer nervously offered some dessert. "Miss Yin, have something to eat? I heard that eating sweets can improve your mood."
"Early in the morning, are you trying to make me sick or fat? Do you want to make me ugly to attract my boyfriend?" Yin Qing scowled impatiently, "Go away!"
"what kind of stuff did you bring for me to eat? Street-side snacks?" Yin Qing glanced at the dessert brand, produced by some unknown small place. Irritated, she yelled, "Go away!"
"Miss Yin, the competition hasn't started yet. Let me massage your shoulders?" The third designer approached gently.
"Considerate!" Yin Qing allowed her for a moment, but soon her temper flared again, "Didn't have breakfast? You're so light. Are you scratching me because you want to make me itch?"
The third designer hurriedly increased the pressure.
"Ah..." Yin Qing pushed her away suddenly.
The third designer, off balance, collided with the wall and was in considerable pain.
"Looking for death. I think you purposely hurt me, venting your frustrations!" Yin Qing yelled, "Get out!"
The fourth designer timidly approached, holding a small fan. "Miss Yin, calm down. It's a bit hot here; let me fan you."
"Fan what? Do you want to mess up my hair? Go away!" Yin Qing glanced disdainfully at the dessert brand and shouted, "Get lost!"
The fifth designer said cautiously, "Miss Yin, the competition is about to begin. Should we focus on the preparations?"
Without getting into the top ten this time and failing to surpass Yin Panpan, Yin Qing was going to be in big trouble. "Yes, Miss Yin," the four designers said in unison, although they were seething inside.
"I understand..." Yin Panpan figured it out, "Although this time the designers are participating individually, many companies require their designers to register. Failing to achieve a high rank may result in a pay cut or even dismissal."
Looking at the commotion over there, Yin Panpan said to Ou Yan, "Those four designers work for the Yin family's clothing company. They probably endure a lot of Yin Qing's temper."
Yin Qing is spoiled, capricious, and excessive!
"The competition is about to start." Ou Yan wasn't interested in spectating. "You rest for a while; I'll go to the restroom."
"I'll come too." Yin Panpan didn't want to stay here and watch Yin Qing's arrogant behavior, so she followed Ou Yan out.
As Ou Yan emerged from the restroom, someone exclaimed, "Ou Yan?"
Ou Yan heard the voice and knew who it was. She didn't even bother to lift her eyelids, finished washing her hands, and was about to leave.
"Miss Yao, do you know her?" Designer number 9, who came with Bai Muyao, noticed the hatred in Bai Muyao's eyes when she looked at the girl and knew they were more than acquaintances; they had a grudge.
"Causing me to fall from grace, are you happy?" Bai Muyao blocked Ou Yan's path.
Ou Yan looked at the person who approached her recklessly and said lazily, "Seeing you bouncing around here... I'm not too thrilled. It seems like you haven't learned your lesson from last time."
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