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Mu Qingge held the mouse with trembling hands, so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe.

When moving the cursor to the mailbox, he suddenly let go of the hand holding the mouse, retreated behind Gu Xiuye, and covered his eyes.

"Help me see!"

It was the first time that Gu Xiuye ​​saw her so nervous, and couldn't help laughing.

Mu Qingge didn't hear Gu Xiuye's voice for a long time, and hurriedly urged: "Did it pass or didn't pass?"

"Come and see for yourself." Gu Xiuye ​​couldn't hide the smile in his voice.

Hearing his smiling voice, Mu Qingge's nervousness eased a little, and he walked slowly to the computer.

Seeing the word "Pass" on it, Mu Qingge happily wrapped his arms around Gu Xiuye's neck, and jumped up and down on the spot excitedly.

Gu Xiuye ​​felt the fragrance from Mu Qingge's body, and froze for a moment.

Mu Qingge also reacted instantly, got off his body, blushed and said: "I'm so excited..."

She just surrounded Gu Xiuye ​​subconsciously.

Gu Xiuye ​​just kept laughing and didn't speak.

After the design draft is approved, Mu Qingge needs to go abroad with the YM Group to prepare for the big show in advance.

Although Gu Xiuye ​​was very reluctant, he could only watch her enter the security checkpoint and fly abroad.

Mu Qingge was both nervous and excited about the upcoming big show, but when she entered the hotel lobby, all her emotions turned into disgust.

Standing at the front desk, Xu Yanhui heard the movement behind her, turned around and met Mu Qingge's gaze.

The collision of the two people's eyes was in addition to the effect of electric light and flint.

Until Muran pushed Mu Qingge, bringing her back to reality.

"know?"

"I have dealt with Xu's Group before." Mu Qingge was very puzzled, why did it come from Xu Yanhui instead of Xu Xiaoran.

Muran nodded, curled his lips and said, "I don't know why Xu Rusong didn't let his daughter come over."

The first thing Mu Qingge did when he returned to the hotel room was to call Xu Xiaoran and ask about Xu Yanhui's situation.

Only then did I learn that Xu Xiaoran did not come to this big show because she accepted the notice temporarily.

Knowing that Xu Yanhui didn't get this opportunity through improper means, Mu Qingge was relieved.

Mu Qingge breathed a sigh of relief, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the lights of Wanjia lit outside the window.

He raised his head again and looked at the full moon hanging in the night.

I can't help but think of the poem: "The mountains and rivers are in different lands, and the wind and the moon are in the same sky."

Gu Xiuye, are you also looking at the same bright moon?

Day two.

When Mu Qingge went downstairs, he saw Xu Weihui standing at the door of the restaurant again.

Originally, she didn't want to talk to Xu Nianhui, but when she passed by Xu Nianhui's side, she heard Xu Nianhui's ridicule.

"It's a good way. If you are in SK, you can also become YM's foreign aid."

There was a sarcasm in Xu Yanhui's tone that couldn't be concealed.

Mu Qingge touched the tip of his tongue, stopped, and turned around: "What did you say?"

"Didn't you rely on Gu Xiuye ​​to get to the position?" Xu Yanhui provoked a sneering smile, and there was undisguised mockery in his eyes.

"I entered SK with Gu Xiuye ​​and became the chief."

"And thanks to the fact that YM's president, Muran, is Gu Xiuye's childhood friend, he came to the international show."

"Which point did I say wrong?"

Xu Yanhui prolonged her tone on purpose, the corners of her mouth were contemptuous, and her eyes were full of disdain.

Mu Qingge stood still in front of her, and said word by word: "Can you say it again?"

"I said you rely on..."

"Slap!" A crisp slap sounded in the restaurant.

Mu Qingge rubbed his wrists, raised the corners of his lips, and bent a beautiful arc: "I'm sorry, it's confiscated."

"You!" Xu Yanhui raised his hand to fight back.

Mu Qingge quickly grabbed her hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, leaned close to her ear, and warned, "If I hear gossip again, then I'll really be rude!"

After speaking, he shook off her hand and left the restaurant.

Xu Yanhui covered her face, her eyes were red with anger, stomped her feet, and left the restaurant.

Mu Qingge!
She gritted her teeth and went back to the room, trembling with anger, her face turned blue and white.

You must not let her go so easily!
Since Mu Qingge made her lose face, then she will make Mu Qingge unable to step down under the eyes of the whole world!

Xu Yanhui got in touch with the model she had befriended, and got the contact information of Mu Qingge's jewelry display model.

The day of the big show.

This jewelry show is based on the theme of elves, and the show is arranged like a forest illusion.

Tall models were not specifically chosen, but smaller models that better suited the elf theme were chosen.

"Qing Ge, where's your model?"

When approaching YM, Mu Ran rushed to the backstage, only to find that there was no one beside Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge frowned into a Sichuan character, holding the jewelry box tightly in his hand.

"She said she went to the bathroom an hour ago."

Muran's face turned cold, and he asked someone to go to the toilet to check, and sure enough, there was no one there.

Mu Qingge also expected this result when the model hadn't returned for half an hour.

"Can you temporarily call in a model now?"

She forced herself to calm down and turned to ask Muran.

"I'll try my best." Muran didn't delay, and immediately sent someone to find a new model.

But all the models at the scene had jewelry to display, and no one could help Mu Qingge walk the show again.

Mu Qing raised her hand and looked at the time: "It's too late!"

Carrying the clothes that the model hadn't had time to change into, he rushed into the changing room.

Seeing her movements, Muran was slightly taken aback, and slowly had a guess in his heart.

When Mu Ran saw Mu Qingge come out after changing clothes, he froze in place, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Mu Qingge was tall and slender, and this dress seemed to be tailor-made for her. Standing in the crowd, her snow-white skin seemed to be shining when she swept across it.

Her waterfall-like long hair was casually scattered on her shoulders, making her even more gentle.

"What's wrong? Is it weird?"

Mu Qingge lowered his head and tugged at the hem of his dress, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Are you going to do it yourself?"

Her voice brought Muran back from his thoughts.

"En." Mu Qingge nodded, and walked quickly to the makeup artist with her skirt in hand.

Sitting in front of the dressing table and discussing the requirements with the makeup artist, Mu Qingge didn't think about anything else.

Seeing this, Muran trotted to find the person in charge of the show, and explained the situation before giving up.

It wasn't until standing in the backstage of the waiting room that Mu Qingge's heart tightened suddenly, and the hands beside him trembled slightly.

Although she didn't show it on the face, she was still very disturbed in her heart.

"It's okay, I'm here to support it."

Muran leaned against the pillar beside him, raised his chin cynically, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Mu Qingge took a deep breath, let it out slowly, put on a decent smile, walked towards the show with his chest straightened out.