The Bowl of Seven Emotions

Probably because the Qiqing Bowl collected more and more Qiqing, the Qi she could see became more and more abundant, unlike before, she could only see low-level foul Qi.

Although the old lady looked energetic, Tang Susu could vaguely see the black aura lingering all over her, not as aggressive as a squalid, but it made people subconsciously reluctant to approach.

This reminded her of the jokingly heard Yintang darkening, which was very similar to the situation of the old lady.

"Looking at her situation, she should have died a long time ago, but it's been pretty good now."

That being said, knowing that a person's life is about to end is not something to be happy about.

"Strange, this old lady shouldn't have lived so long." Goudan said suddenly.

"What do you mean? She borrowed her life?"

After encountering several strange incidents, Tang Susu has been particularly sensitive to life. She had a hunch that those things would not end like this.

"It's not a fate, it's more like something blocked the disaster for her and made her lucky to live until now." Gou Dan jumped on her shoulder and squatted, with a pity: "It must be a good thing, but that thing. Not on her anymore."

Gougan sighed, as if I had lost a hundred million, making Tang Susu amused, "Even if that thing is still there, it's not yours."

"Huh." Goudan turned his head.

Time always passed quickly, and it was more than half a month in a blink of an eye. During this period, Tang Susu did not receive a call from Shi Chengxuan, nor did she call it.

Being busy every day, she has no time to think about other things. Sometimes she feels that Bai Mian did this on purpose to let her use busyness to fill the emptiness of a failed relationship?

Whether it was intentional or not, it was also an attempt for her to help Ella successfully organize this exhibition. People can't stay where they are, they have to keep going to see different scenery.

On the day of the exhibition, Tang Susu arrived at the exhibition hall early in the morning, and Ella came a little later. The two briefly chatted and heard her say that her mother-in-law was standing in front of the TV, waiting to watch the live broadcast.

Tang Susu laughed when he heard the words, and called several assistants sent by Baimian. After inquiring, he learned that the TV station and the reporter would be there on time, and nodded in satisfaction.

Near nine o'clock, the exhibition hall opens.

Outside the two glass doors, a lot of people actually gathered, which is a world apart from the ancient jewelry exhibition that Tang Susu and Bai Mian went to for the first time.

Ella kept a decent smile, and looked freely at receiving guests holding invitations, and exchanged greetings with them from time to time, without neglecting any of them.

Tang Susu was watching. She felt very strange to this Ella who was able to do well in the crowd. In her impression, Ella should be a gentle housewife with a good temper and a good personality, but she was too weak when facing her husband.

But now Ella is more like a celebrity from a noble family. Her posture, expression, and movements all reveal her confidence and strength.

Sometimes the beauty of a woman is really not supported by her appearance, at least not the woman in front of her.

Around ten o'clock, the media had been arranged to enter the venue. Several assistants were there to help, and there was no error.

After the start of the exhibition, Tang Susu's life came to an end for a while, and he was finally able to lay down his burden and appreciate the many beautiful jewelry.

She walked slowly with the crowd, watched slowly, and listened to people's comments. Passing by the two designers, I heard that they spoke highly of the several sets of jewellery displayed this time, and they spoke highly of them.

Tang Susu was very happy for Ella and sent a message to Bai Mian.

She lowered her head and fiddled with her mobile phone. Without checking, she bumped into the person next to her. He looked up and found that he was a tall foreigner. This man was dressed in a casual suit, brown hair, and brown eyes. He was very handsome, but his facial lines were very soft. The first glance made people feel that he was very gentle. Man.

"Sorry." Tang Susu apologized subconsciously, and then realized that the other party might not understand what she was saying.

Who knew that the other party actually smiled and replied: "It's okay."

Pure Chinese, although the tone is a bit strange.

Seeing Tang Susu's surprised look, the man laughed, "I have studied Chinese for a long time. Hello, beautiful lady, this is Sean Bourbon."

With that, he stretched out his hand.

"Hello, Mr. Bourbon, this is Tang Susu." She shook the opponent's hand.

"Miss Tang, what do you think of the design of these jewels?" After the two appreciated a few pieces of jewellery together, Sean Bourbon asked.

"I'm not very good at jewelry design, but they are beautiful."

When the other party heard Tang Susu's words, he chuckled, "The most important feature of jewelry is beauty. This is already the highest compliment."

"Is Mr. Bourbon also a jewelry designer?" Tang Susu turned his head and looked at the man beside him.

"No, I am not, I am a costume designer."

The two chatted just right when suddenly they saw an assistant hurriedly running towards her, his face was very ugly, "Miss Tang, something has happened."

Tang Susu's expression shrank, "What's the matter?"

"Someone brought a reporter and said... Several pieces of jewelry designed by Miss Ella copied the other party's creativity."

Tang Susu felt a little in his heart, and had no time to pay attention to Sean Bourbon at the moment. He said sorry to him and hurriedly left with the assistant.

At the same time, other people may have heard the news, and they all headed to the hall. Only Sean Bourbon, still admiring this treasure slowly, with an intoxicating smile on his mouth.

When Tang Susu arrived, the hall was in a mess. The leader was a woman, dressed in fashion, with long hair and red lips. Seven or eight reporters were surrounded by her, and she was confronting Ella.

"Miss Ella, don't you think you should give me an explanation. Why is the jewelry in your exhibition hall exactly the same as the design I submitted to the bracelet contest?"

The woman put her hands around her chest, raised her chin slightly, and looked at Ella condescendingly.

"Who is this woman?"

"She's Zhao Ya, a designer of Genesis. Two days later, she will open an exhibition in the next hall." The assistant who was next to Tang Susu whispered in her ear.

"Zhao Ya..." Tang Susu's eyes narrowed slightly, Zhao Ya... this is really interesting.

Zhao Ya's words immediately caused an uproar. In the field of design, plagiarism is not uncommon. Whoever is right or wrong pays attention to a piece of evidence. Zhao Ya dared to enter here with grandeur, and she must be confident.

In the face of Zhao Ya's doubts, Ella said nothing, her eyes always fell on Zhao Ya's chest, the blood-red agate.

Tang Susu saw that something was wrong with Ella, and gave the assistant next to him a look. He immediately understood and pushed away the crowd and stepped forward, "I said this lady, you can eat rice but you can't talk nonsense. You said it was Ai. Miss La copied your idea, and I said you copied her."