The engagement is over, but the black-bellied president won't let go

Xiao Yiyang turned off the shower head and picked up a towel to dry his body. He put on loose pajamas and walked out of the bathroom. Back in the bedroom, he saw Leng Ruofei still sleeping quietly, his sleeping posture as innocent as a child.

He gently lifted the quilt and lay down beside Leng Ruofei. He stretched out his arms and gently held her in his arms. Leng Ruofei seemed to feel his warmth and unconsciously burrowed into his arms, finding a more comfortable position. Xiao Yiyang felt her body temperature and her breathing, and the irritability in his heart gradually subsided.

In this quiet night, Xiao Yiyang embraced Leng Ruofei, and his thoughts gradually calmed down. He knew that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, as long as she was by his side, he would have the courage and strength to face all challenges. He kissed her hair and whispered, "Go to sleep, Fei'er, I'm here." Then, he closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep.

When the cheongsam design was completed, Leng Ruofei knew that this was just the beginning of her dream journey. With full of expectations and longings, she resolutely threw herself into the preparations for the new product launch. This series of preparations was like an arduous battle, and she was the commander who marched forward bravely and never backed down.

She was busy non-stop. When contacting venues, she carefully compared every possible option, from the size and layout of the venue to the surrounding transportation and environment. After communicating with countless venue managers, she firmly chose the venue that best showcased the elegant temperament of cheongsam.

The process of inviting guests was full of challenges and uncertainties. She made a long list of well-known designers, fashion critics, media professionals, and potential partners and customers. She wrote each invitation letter herself, carefully choosing each word, hoping to convey her importance and sincerity to this press conference.

Arranging the catwalk for models required her to have a keen eye for aesthetics and excellent coordination skills. She carefully selected a group of tall and elegant models, and then communicated with them again and again, explaining her design concepts and the style she wanted to show. In the rehearsal room, Leng Ruofei was fully engaged, not missing any subtle movements and expressions.

A few days before the press conference, Leng Ruofei seemed to be in a high-speed vortex, very busy. She personally instructed the models' catwalk postures and expressions, and every turn and every glance back, she required precision and charm. "Take lighter steps, look more determined, and imagine yourself as an elegant woman walking from the depths of time." Her voice was a little hoarse, but full of passion and power.

The models listened carefully to her instructions, constantly adjusting and improving, while Leng Ruofei watched intently from the sidelines, giving timely affirmation and suggestions.

At the same time, she also had to conduct a final check on the on-site layout of the press conference. From the stage construction to the lighting adjustment, from the background design to the seating arrangement, she personally checked every link. "Adjust the lights a little brighter, the color of the stage background is a little wrong." Leng Ruofei directed the staff on the scene, her eyes were sharp and focused, and she did not miss any details that might affect the overall effect.

Under her command, the staff worked in an orderly and tense manner. Leng Ruofei shuttled among the crowd, sometimes stopping to discuss the background pattern with the designer, and sometimes adjusting the angle of the light with the lighting engineer. She looked so determined and persistent, as if the whole world was revolving around her dream.

On the day of the press conference, before the morning light had completely faded, Leng Ruofei arrived at the scene early. She was wearing a simple and fashionable suit, with her hair neatly tied behind her head. Although her face was a little tired, her eyes were full of tension and expectation.

Walking into the venue, she carefully examined every corner again. Under the light, the cheongsams on the stage exuded a charming luster, as if quietly waiting for their moment. Leng Ruofei gently stroked these carefully crafted cheongsams, feeling a lot of emotions in her heart.

At this time, Qiao Liu hurried over with a stack of documents in her hands. "Ruofei, the guests have started to enter the venue one after another. Is everything going well?" There was a hint of nervousness in her voice.

Leng Ruofei took a deep breath and replied with a smile: "It looks good at the moment, but we can't let our guard down at all."

Qiao Liu nodded and continued, "The models are all ready, and the makeup and clothing arrangements backstage are also proceeding in an orderly manner."

Leng Ruofei nodded slightly: "Okay, we must ensure that every link is foolproof."

As they talked, they continued to busily check the various preparations.

As time went by, the venue gradually became lively, and the guests took their seats one after another, discussing their expectations for the press conference. Leng Ruofei stood backstage, observing the scene below the stage through the gap in the curtain, his heart beating like a little rabbit.

Finally, the music started and the lights focused on the starting point of the catwalk. The first model stepped out gracefully, wearing a cheongsam designed by Leng Ruofei, like a blooming flower. A slight exclamation of admiration suddenly rang out from the audience.

Models walked onto the catwalk one after another, their steps were light and confident, their smiles were bright and moving. Each cheongsam exuded a unique charm under their interpretation, and the exquisite embroidery, smooth lines, and unique color matching all attracted the attention of the audience.

Leng Ruofei watched nervously in the backstage, her hands clasped tightly together. When she saw a model's steps were slightly unsteady, her heart instantly rose to her throat, but fortunately the model quickly adjusted and completed the show perfectly.

Fashionable melodies flowed in the air, and bright lights illuminated the entire venue. This was a highly anticipated new fashion show. On the catwalk, models dressed in gorgeous clothes and walked with elegant and confident steps, like fairies from a dream descending to the world.

Leng Ruofei, a young and talented fashion designer, was standing backstage, her hands clenched, nervously watching everything on the stage. Her heartbeat was like a dense drumbeat, and every beat was accompanied by a desire for the success of her work. Her eyes followed the figures of the models closely, as if those figures carried all her dreams and hard work.

When the last model turned around to bow out, the audience burst into warm applause and praise. The applause echoed in the venue like thunder, with a powerful and lasting power. It was a praise for this visual feast, an affirmation of the designer's talent, and a tribute to the art of fashion.

Leng Ruofei's eyes sparkled with tears of excitement, reflecting the hardships and perseverance she had gone through. At that moment, she felt that all the hard work and efforts were worth it. The countless days and nights of conception, drawing, material selection, sewing, and the perseverance in the face of doubts and difficulties were all rewarded in the applause.

She walked slowly onto the catwalk and bowed deeply to the audience. The flashlights below the stage connected into one, like a dazzling galaxy, recording this unforgettable moment. Her figure looked particularly elegant under the lights, her long black hair gently brushed across her fair face, which was filled with happiness and pride. She raised her head, her eyes firm and full of gratitude, looking at the enthusiastic faces below the stage, her heart filled with warmth.

In the crowd, there was a pair of eyes that were always staring at Leng Ruofei. They were Xiao Yiyang's eyes. He sat in the audience, full of admiration, with a gratified smile on his lips. He was proud of Leng Ruofei, the woman he loved deeply, who used her talent and hard work to shine in the fashion industry.

The press conference ended successfully, the audience gradually dispersed, and the venue gradually returned to calm. But Leng Ruofei's heart was still surging and it was difficult to calm down. Xiao Yiyang walked through the crowd and came to Leng Ruofei's side.

"Fei'er, you're awesome!" Xiao Yiyang's voice was gentle and magnetic. He gently held Leng Ruofei's hand, his eyes full of affection.

Leng Ruofei turned his head and looked at Xiao Yiyang, tears in his eyes had not yet disappeared, "Yiyang, thank you for always being by my side and supporting me."

Xiao Yiyang smiled and gently wiped away the tears from Leng Ruofei's eyes with his fingers, "Silly girl, this is what you deserve. Your design simply amazed everyone."

Leng Ruofei's face flushed, "Really? I was worried that everyone wouldn't like it."

"How could that be? Your works are full of soul and creativity, and each one is eye-catching." Xiao Yiyang said, "Let's go and celebrate."

Leng Ruofei nodded, and walked out of the venue hand in hand with Xiao Yiyang.

The city lights were bright at night, and the streets were bustling. Xiao Yiyang took Leng Ruofei to a restaurant they often went to. The atmosphere in the restaurant was warm and romantic, with flickering candlelight and melodious music.

They sat opposite each other, and Xiao Yiyang ordered a bottle of champagne and poured it for them.

"Come on, let's toast to your success!" Xiao Yiyang raised his glass.

Leng Ruofei gently touched Xiao Yiyang's glass, "Cheers to our future too!"

The bubbles of champagne rose in the glass, just like their joyful mood at the moment. Leng Ruofei took a sip of champagne, feeling the sweetness spreading on the tip of his tongue.

"Fei'er, do you know? The moment I saw you standing on the T-stage, I thought you were the most beautiful woman in the world." Xiao Yiyang said affectionately.

Leng Ruofei smiled slightly, "That's because your gaze gives me strength."

Xiao Yiyang held Leng Ruofei's hand and said, "Your dream has come true. What are your plans next?"

Leng Ruofei pondered for a moment, "I want to continue to design more and better works, so that more people can understand my design concepts."

Xiao Yiyang nodded, "I believe you can do it. No matter what decision you make, I will support you."