Tell Daddy, Mommy is not a bad person

Xia Wan stared straight at her, her small face was hot, and her eyes were as clear as lake water showing stubbornness: "It's true that I didn't graduate from a major in fashion design, but that doesn't mean anything, I love this industry..."

Her answer really caused a trace of surprise and complexity to flash in the depths of EVA's eyes.

But it was just a flash, and EVA quickly returned to her normal expression: "We are discussing the matter. Just looking at the design of your cheongsam, there is a big problem with the size ratio. We all know that the outstanding beauty of cheongsam is the beauty of women. You can look at this manuscript of yours..."

EVA stared at Xia Wan, her eyes became more serious, serious: "In my eyes, a design without a soul is no different from a rag..."

After all, she raised her hand and tore Xia Wan's cheongsam manuscript in half without blinking her eyes.

Xia Wan's face was flushed red, she picked up the paper torn by EVA, her clear and clear eyes met EVA's again, and her hoarse voice trembled slightly: "You can see everything just by looking at it with your naked eyes." Does my manuscript have a soul? Although it looks out of proportion, it has a soul."

She wanted to say that it was because she designed this cheongsam for Xia Mu.

At Xia's mother's age, the body proportions naturally cannot be compared with those models in the fashion show.

When the words came to her lips, Xia Wan finally endured it.

She could feel the paranoia in EVA's eyes, and she didn't want the other party to feel that she was playing the family card to sensationalize.

Just when Xia Wan finished speaking and was about to turn around and leave, EVA's voice came again——

"Are you doubting my professional vision? Miss Xia, I don't care what your relationship with the Lu family is or what your background is. As long as you work in the design department for a day, I will be your immediate boss. If you still want to participate in the Peacock Cup, you should spend time thinking about your own shortcomings and improve your professionalism, instead of just relying on a good-looking skin to gain a firm foothold in the design department."

Xia Wan's back was stiff, obviously EVA's prejudice against her was not just the manuscript of the cheongsam.

She swallowed her throat and left EVA's office without any explanation.

Passing by Yang Jing's desk, Yang Jing keenly noticed that Xia Wan's expression was not right, and quietly pulled the corner of her clothes.

"Sister Xia, are you okay?"

Xia Wan forced a smile, shook her head, and walked past her table.

At this moment, the phone on Yang Jing's desk also rang. After receiving an interview with EVA, she also hurriedly got up and walked towards the manager's office nervously. She still glanced back at Xia Wan with some anxiety. Lonely figure.

In fact, just now through the glass door, the entire design department saw that Xia Wan's design manuscript was torn by EVA.

Although I couldn't hear what they said, I could guess that Xia Wan was definitely not feeling well.

Xia Wan returned to her position, and neatly laid out the manuscript that had been torn up by EVA, and couldn't help but blushed.

Now that she has made up her mind to design a cheongsam for Mother Xia, she will not waver.

Even if she was hit by EVA's words just now, Xia Wan's thoughts are still firm.

In the manager's office, Yang Jing was also reprimanded by EVA, pointing out many problems in the design.

Yang Jing was also a little unconvinced, and thinking of the scene where Xia Wan's manuscript was torn just now, she couldn't help it anymore.