Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Holding the model's hand tightly, Mu Wanwan gritted her teeth and walked forward step by step.

She learned this path by imitating Mu Nansheng, so naturally she had to pay a price.

The lights were bright and dazzling, and the models walked slowly to show off their clothing.

Seeing the underskirt, Mu Nansheng's eyes lit up with excitement.

She still chooses to plagiarize and seek death!

Mushang was also shocked. After confirming the skirt again, Mushang stood up excitedly.

Mu Qingmo felt that his father's behavior was a bit strange, and since it was now a clothing show, in order to avoid being edited by the media, Mu Qingmo quickly pulled Mushang down.

"Dad, why did you stand up?"

Gu Jingchen also felt something was wrong, "Dad, wait a moment. We will deal with it after the game is over."

Without saying a word, Mushang stared at the Tang-made skirt, her lips trembling slightly, her knees stiff, and she reluctantly sat on the chair.

This is Ruoer... This is the Ruoer designed by Ruoer.

How could it be in Mu Wanwan's hands? And it also became her design work?

Since they were still competing, Mushang could only stay calm and deal with the matter later.

I have to say that when this waist-length Tang-style skirt came on the scene, it really attracted everyone’s stunning attention.

The color scheme is goose yellow for the skirt, the upper jacket is mainly blue and turquoise, and the laces and shawl are the same color Tangli Xiangyun printed gold gauze silk, which brings a touch of luxury under the light. Paired with gorgeous accessories, a hairpin, and a flowing skirt, she looks like a lady stepping out of a painting every step of the way.

Perhaps because this one was so dazzling, it actually overshadowed another grandma-style A-line dress designed by Mu Wanwan.

And the most surprising thing is that the two paintings have completely different styles. They feel stunning at first sight, but then they feel obviously a bit ordinary.

"Wow!"

"This skirt is so beautiful!"

"He is indeed a well-known and talented designer in City A. This underskirt is really breathtaking."

At the judges' table, Mr. Jiang and Shi Nian looked at each other and frowned, realizing something was wrong.

After walking this circle, Mu Wanwan's palms couldn't help but feel painful and sweaty.

Although this trip was very painful, when she heard that the audience was very satisfied with the work she designed, she couldn't help but feel that the pain she suffered was worth it.

Holding the hands of the two models and bending down to thank them, Mu Wanwan smiled sweetly.

"Thank you everyone for your likes, I will continue to work hard."

Shi Nian raised his hand and put the microphone to his mouth: "Miss Mu, may I ask why your design style is so changeable?"

The smile froze, and Mu Wanwan smiled: "Sorry, I don't understand what you mean."

"I don't mean any harm."

Shi Nian smiled: "It is during these two days of competition that I discovered a characteristic of you, that is, your styles are completely different."

“Everyone has their own design style, and I’m surprised that your design style can vary so much.”

"I……"

Momentarily speechless, Mu Wanwan replied with a smile: "I...I like to pursue different styles and don't like to stay in my comfort zone."

"The styles are varied and rich, which will inspire me more inspiration."

Mu Nansheng raised his eyebrows with a subtle expression.

Variety of styles? Pursue?

What a high-sounding reason! It’s not just copying too much that causes this phenomenon to happen.

But to be honest, Mu Wanwan's lies were pretty funny.

While Mu Nansheng was watching the excitement, Ning Jian came to her side at some point.

Patting Mu Nansheng's shoulder, Ning Jian frowned slightly: "Why is this underskirt so familiar?"

"Is it the one your mother left you?"

Mu Nansheng was not surprised that Ning Jian knew the news.

Nodding, Mu Nansheng replied softly: "Yes, Aunt Ning."

Ning Jian's face turned cold: "What is going on?"

"Mu Nansheng!"

Ning Jian rarely got angry, "How on earth did you protect your mother's relics?"