After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of my scumbag husband

"Ms. Su, I don't know if you have registered, but your name is on the list. Please attend the competition on time."

The other party hung up the phone after saying that.

Su Nanqing was confused? !

When did she sign up?

Su Nanqing was just wondering when he saw Song Jiaqi's phone call coming in.

Su Nanqing intuitively felt that it was related to Song Jiaqi, so she answered the phone.

"Hey!"

"Nanqing, you just got the call, didn't you? I signed you up for the designer competition, and I will participate when the time comes. Just like you said, I am good at everything, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and I can draw designs very well. I will definitely beat you in the designer competition in half a month."

Su Nanqing: “…”

"Song Jiaqi, you are probably sick, aren't you? If you want to participate in the competition, go ahead. Why are you signing me up? Don't you think you have done enough shameful things? You can even take advantage of that old man, so can't you give up a few more men to pave the way for you? What's the point of you scheming against me? Can I give you a penny or make you feel better?"

Su Nanqing cursed angrily, and she really felt that she was seriously ill.

Song Jiaqi was so angry that she wanted to die. How much did Su Nanqing know? "Su Nanqing, you don't dare to compete with me? Are you afraid that you can't afford to lose?"

Su Nanqing felt that it was not that she couldn’t afford to lose, but that she...

"Forget it, forget it. Since you want to compete, since you think I'm just a wild girl from the countryside and want to trample me under your feet, then I'll also help you see what kind of person you, Song Jiaqi, are."

Su Nanqing hung up the phone angrily.

She had a headache, but then she thought that participating in the designer competition would help her work sell better.

But this was not the result she wanted. Based on her experience in her previous life, she needed to keep a low profile.

Gu Yu Shen has several illegitimate children behind him. Only if she lives like a fool, will those illegitimate children let down their guard and not attack her.

Once she shines and can help Gu Yushen, her life will be over.

This is also the reason why she has never exposed the relationship between Gu Yushen and Song Jiaqi. When Song Jiaqi's abilities soared, her life was also targeted by those illegitimate children.

Among those illegitimate children, one must be Song Jiaqi’s lover. As long as she finds this person, she can bring Song Jiaqi down from the altar.

However, if she hides her identity as a designer, she will appear mysterious. With the development of the Internet, as long as a clothing style is popular, people only care about the clothes, and few can remember the designer's name.

In this game, Song Jiaqi wanted her to prove her strength and also wanted to slap her in the face.

Su Nanqing's face was cold. She lay on the desk, thinking about how to postpone this game.

Now that you have signed up, then participate.

Su Nanqing smiled and thought, why not just let Song Jiaqi win.

Compared with a little-known designer and a talented big-name designer, Song Jiaqi's popularity will continue.

Su Nanqing thought of a solution and she smiled.

Qingyue just came in delivering milk and saw Su Nanqing smiling. There was an elusive cunningness in her smile, as if every wrinkle of her smile concealed a carefully planned conspiracy, which made people shudder.

Qingyue's body trembled slightly. She felt like someone was about to be in trouble.

"Sister, you are elegant and dignified. Look how creepy your smile is." Qingyue put the hot milk aside.

Su Nanqing knocked on the desk angrily.

"Yueyue, let me tell you, Song Jiaqi is a bastard. She secretly signed me up for the competition. What do you think she wants to do? I just received a call from the Fashion Association, asking me to prepare for the competition."

Qingyue took a deep breath and said, "Sister, you still want to reconcile with a villain like her who has done you a disservice and let her go today? You deserve it."

Su Nanqing knew that Qingyue didn't understand what she was thinking. Only if Song Jiaqi came out would she die a more miserable death.

"Forget it, forget it. I have my own plan for this matter. It's okay. It's just a costume competition, right?"

Su Nanqing didn't care, what she cared about was her own life.

Living this life over again, she really, really cherishes her life.

Qingyue knows her abilities.

She handed a design drawing to Su Nanqing.

"Sister, this is the design drawing sent back by Jiang Yu. Please take a look at it first. The technicians have already verified it and there is no problem with the drawing. Once you confirm it, we can start construction after the New Year."

Su Nanqing took the design drawing with a smile. She had already seen the design drawing last time.

She opened the drawing and looked at it carefully. Jiang Yu had already revised the drawing according to what she said.

Half an hour later, she had finished reading all the details. She handed it to Qingyue and said, "After reading it, give it to Jiang Yu and it will be put into construction after the new year."

The stocks she bought this time will allow her to make some money. The resort won’t need any investment and she can become her own wealthy woman.

Qingyue looked at her eyes with stars in them and knew that she was obsessed with money again.

"Okay, sister, I'll take it to him now. I can buy lunch on the way back. Sister, what do you want for lunch?"

Su Nanqing thought about it and didn't want to eat anything.

I want to eat hotpot in this cold weather, but I can’t eat it every day.

"I don't have anything I want to eat. Let's talk about it when you come back. We'll go to the restaurant to eat."

Qingyue: “Okay!”

Su Nanqing turned on the computer and started working on other tasks.

Song Jiaqi is currently contacting a doctor, and the baby in her belly must not be discovered by others.

After staying in the company for a while, she went back to find Yang Shuyi.

Yang Shuyi has been in a good mood recently. Mrs. Wang is dead, and she can spend her honeymoon with Mr. Wang.

Song Jiaqi returned home and saw her mother looking radiant.

"Mom, what happy thing happened to you?" Song Jiaqi asked as she sat down.

Or only her biological mother would plan for her.

Although Tang Wanying was very nice to her, she didn't allow her to get involved in many things.

Yang Shuyi smiled happily: "Your Uncle Wang is ready to marry me. I have to find a way to divorce your father. If I had known he was so useless, I shouldn't have gone to get a marriage certificate with him that day. Now it's quite troublesome."

"Your Uncle Wang's company is developing better and better now, which is helpful to your company and your brother's company. Your father is a waste and has no use value anymore."

When Yang Shuyi said this, the hatred in her eyes could not be hidden.

"Qiqi, I have to find a way to divorce your father. The Song family is a bottomless pit, full of vampires. If you stay with your father, those uncles behind your father will come here to clamor for money in less than a month."

"Tang Wanying spoils them, but we won't spoil them. Why should we give the money we worked so hard to earn to those ungrateful people?"

Song Jiaqi was not willing to give it either. She had no way out before, but now she had one. Song Nanfeng, that loser, could go wherever he wanted.

Song Jiaqi smiled strangely: "Mom, do I have a way to make Dad divorce you?"

Yang Shuyi's eyes were full of excitement: "What method?"