Chapter Ninety-Three: What's Your Name?

"......" to understand deeply.

"You're doing jewelry design for the black market jewelry market, and once the design comes out, you won't be qualified to stand in the jewelry design world again! You don't even have the most basic ethics and literacy of a jewelry designer...... You're still the designer of EMPIRE, huh...... You have not only ruined your own reputation, but also swept away the majesty of EMPIRE, which occupies the leading position in the jewelry industry! ”

“……”

Bai Yishen stiffened, and the pestle was there, Zhong Lan shook off her hand in disgust, and snorted at her like an idiot, "Idiot, I don't know this!" ”

She goes upstairs!

No longer eligible to be a jewelry designer......

It's your reputation that is ruined, and it's the majesty of EMPIRE that you sweep, isn't it...... Will it also embarrass the young master?

Originally...... Will it be so strict?

She didn't know, turned around in a daze, Rong Sang didn't know when she stood by the bedroom door, looking at her for a long time.

She looked at Shangrong Sang's silent eyes and asked softly, "Is what Senior Zhong Lan said true?" ”

"I thought you knew in your heart what you could and couldn't do as a jewelry designer."

Bai Yishen clenched her fists, and she looked at him, "Senior Zhong Lan has been locked up by you for five years, right?" ”

Rong Sang didn't speak, which was a tacit acquiescence.

"You ...... It's really scary......" Bai Yishen didn't look at him, but said slowly as he walked into the bedroom from his side......

“……”

Rong Sang's eyes were still calm, he turned around and followed her into the room, seeing her sitting on the edge of the bed, she was still a little unable to come back to her senses, he said,

"Designer is just a name, is it more important than you can go back?"

"You don't understand ......"

Bai Yishen said softly.

It shouldn't have been asked, and there was no need to ask...... But he still opened his mouth, "Don't understand what? ”

"Designer...... It's my ladder, the only way to climb to where he is......"

He ...... Who is it? ”

Rong Sang, you're asking a bit too much!

"The one I love the most." Bai Yishen raised his head and looked at Rong Sang, and when he said this, his little face was covered with the simplest and purest happiness.

Rong Sang felt a little dazzling when he saw it.

"So...... You're not going to continue to design? ”

“……”

Bai Yishen was silent.

Rong Sang's expression became colder, "Half a month, you only have half a month, you can choose to give up, and then wait for death." ”

With that, he walked out.

Bai Yishen shrunk her small body, and she stared blankly at the table full of design drafts, pencils, erasers, and other drawing tools......

She was a little tired, and her brain, which had not slept all night, was buzzing and heavy.

But she felt that she was very conscious, and she seemed to see......

"Young master, did I draw the proportional line correctly?"

She sat at her desk, practicing drawing, and when she copied the jewelry from the magazine and drew the sketches, she hurriedly asked Bai Lin, who was sitting next to her.

He was reading books, all in foreign languages, the kind that he couldn't understand.

He glanced at her copy, then at her......

"How, how?" She was nervous, and then ......

The corners of the young master's lips rose slightly, and he reached out and pinched her nose, "Yishen, it turns out that you are not stupid." ”

“……”

A word of appreciation, a word of praise, and even a satisfied arc of his lips can make her heart burst into ecstasy like fireworks!

She's stupid and doesn't know anything but jewelry designs......

"Yishen, I never do useless work, if you can't stick to the end, don't let me teach you."

"Keep up the good work and become the chief designer, and you can too. At the age of sixteen, he designed FACEFAIRY with great talent. ”

"Mr. Bai is desperate, listing PRAY as a limited edition this year, and only releasing one set, to be deep, Mr. Bai is not pushing PRAY, but you."

"Let you be promoted to the chief designer of EMPIRE, and it is his purpose to push you to the world stage, don't let down your young master, and don't live up to the group of colleagues in Group A who have grown up with you......"

Why do you want to become a jewelry designer?

For Yishen, there is always only one reason...... Can be closer to the daylin.

It's not the proximity of the spatial distance, but the proximity of the spiritual world.

If she can't be a jewelry designer again, if she messes up a qiē, even if she sees the young master...... What's the point?

She grew up in Bai Bai Lin, and no matter what happens, she has Bai Lin by her side...... The young master will make the best decision for her and make the most accurate judgment, but now......

This choice problem, she can only do it herself.

Presumably...... Sleep, even though the nightmares were intermittent and intermittent, she still fell asleep.

The physical exhaustion and mental exhaustion overwhelmed her.

Once again, she was thrown from heaven to hell.

Rubbing her head, she woke up and looked at the thin quilt on her body, a little stunned......

Get out of bed and walk out of the bedroom.

The TV in the living room was turned on very loudly, accompanied by the laughter of Huohua from time to time.

Raising his eyes, he saw Bai Yishen standing at the top of the stairs, he raised his eyebrows,

"Yo, little one, woke up?"

“…… I'm hungry. ”

"Huh!" Huohua thought it was funny when he saw that she was talking outside of her, and then pointed to the kitchen behind him, "Go find something to eat yourself." ”

Bai Yishen walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, she took an apple, a braised egg, and a small glass of milk, she had no appetite, but she also knew that if she didn't eat, she would die.

She stood in front of the kitchen counter, eating a bite, her dull gaze casually scanning the set of knives on the kitchen counter, and then fixed on it......

She didn't know what attracted her to the knife, but her eyes fell on it, and she couldn't take it off, so she unconsciously stretched out her hand......

"I didn't expect it...... You still have the courage to hold a knife. ”

It was Rong Wu's voice, who was like a ghost, always appearing behind her in places she couldn't see.

The outstretched hand froze slightly, then took it back, picked up the milk and drank it.

"You're unlucky, but you're lucky, because I'm the one in charge of your care." Rong Sang said lightly, "Compared to the dark and damp basement, I let you live in a fairly comfortable villa." ”

"That'...... Should I still say thank you? ”

"You're welcome."

“……”

Bai Yishen frowned, annoyed in his heart.

"After thinking about it all afternoon, did you come up with any results?" His voice was clear, but a deep answer would determine what he did next.

"I have three questions for you."

"You ask."

"Am I going to have no other way but to design a set of jewelry for you?"

"Yes. Impasse. ”

It's not a play house, they're the real underworld.

"The second question, you ...... Why do such a bad thing? ”

“……”

"Why do you want to do such a bad thing and force someone who has nothing to do with you to death?"

"Everyone has his own life, and each has his own path to take, whether it is life or road, just to survive."

To live, to live on the pain of others......

After a long silence, Rong Sang asked, "What about the third question?" ”

She turned, her gaze fell on the pattern on his wrist for two seconds, then met his eyes and asked, "You...... What is your name? ”

“……”