In everyone's sighs, the smile on the corner of An Ling's mouth standing on the stage gradually became stiff, and when the camera focused on the suit in front of her, An Ling saw the truth in the LED screen behind her-

The white suit is indeed noble and extraordinary, just looking at its cut, you can know that it is from the hand of the master, but the pale red color on the chest is very unsightly presented on the chest.

What's even more ironic is that the camera cleverly captured the LOGO on the neckline of the suit, Hermes, and now it has suddenly become extraordinarily quiet, everyone knows that the works of this competition are all finished products made by the contestants in the shortest possible time, and there will be no LOGO marking.

"It seems that there have been some mistakes in the work of our No. 1 contestant Luo Yan, and we will invite our No. 2 contestant Qin Aili to give the most detailed and vivid explanation of her work!"

The lights went out, and An Ling, who had a tense face, eagerly got off the stage.

The assistant quickly greeted him and asked anxiously, "Boss, how can this be!" ”

"I don't know what to do, notify Luo Yan immediately, if you can't contact her, just contact her family for me, and be sure to find her for me within an hour, otherwise, you won't have to go to work!"

"Yes, Boss, I'm going to contact her......"

The assistant hurriedly disappeared backstage, An Ling stood there anxiously with her shoulders crossed, constantly wandering, a black shadow slowly approached her, and a sharp mockery immediately remembered in her ears.

"Miss An, this time, your Rongsheng's joke is too big!" Situ Wei wore delicate makeup, and a victorious smile flowed into her eyes.

"Situ Wei, take a good look at your contestants, maybe she won't even have a chance to go on stage!" An Ling sneered, raised his head, and walked away arrogantly on his high heels.

Situ Wei glanced back at her back and sneered, "I'm still proud of me here when I'm dying, hum ......"

In the dimly lit corridor, An Ling's figure quickly flashed to the side, took out her mobile phone, and she immediately dialed Rong He's phone, "He, ......are you out now?"

The night was gentle, and the floor-to-ceiling windows were dyed with a faint silver glow by the bright moonlight, and a tall figure swept past the corner of the floor-to-ceiling window and walked towards the door.

"What did you say?" The door of the villa was opened by a powerful hand, and a petite figure curled up in the corner, which made Rong He's gaze freeze.

"Hey, will you come over? There was an accident just now, and Luo Yan left ......"

"Oh......" A low and deep response to a word, Rong He explained in a condensed tone, "I know the truth, you handle the scene!" ”

"He...... Didn't you attend? ”

"There's no need!"

"He......"

After eagerly hanging up the phone, Rong He slowly squatted down, how could she be here again?

The big broad hand was raised, only to almost land on her thin shoulder, and suddenly, when she raised her head, Rong Hyuk immediately withdrew his hand in embarrassment.

"Mr. Yung!!" Seeing the person who couldn't be found in front of her, Luo Yan cried out in surprise.

Rong He stood up, the corners of his mouth curled in confusion, "Why are you here?" ”

"I'm here for you!" Luo Yan raised a bright smile, lowered her head, and hurriedly twisted up the bag she was holding in her arms just now.

"Mr. Rong, I hope it didn't delay your wedding, this is the dress I paid you for, and I made it myself according to the size of your last dress......" Luo Yan's smile was clear, and her bright eyes almost completed a round of crescent.