Chapter 104 - Could Fool Anyone Except for Him
The Mafia's Crybaby Wife
Lu Anâan returned home with the drawing block and tools.
Since Gu Anning could steal her design drafts, it meant that the studio was no longer safe. As long as she was in the studio, Gu Anning would definitely have a way to steal her ideas.
Now, she could only work in an environment far away from Gu Anning.
She had just taken out the drawing block when she received a call from Chen Huan.
âLu Anâan, I didnât see you at the studio just now. Where did you go?â
Lu Anâan said, âI went home.â
âWhy did you go home? Are you not feeling well?â Chen Huan asked worriedly, âThe time given for the semi-finals is very short. Are you feeling unwell because of the pressure? I heard from my colleagues yesterday that you were busy at the studio all day.â
Lu Anâan really wanted to tell Chen Huan that her work had been plagiarized by Gu Anning.
But now that she didnât have any evidence, it would be a waste of time to explain it. She could only go along with what he said. âYes, Iâve been under too much pressure recently. Iâm a little unwell. Moreover, the atmosphere at the studio is too tense for me, so I want to work somewhere elseâ
âChanging the environment is fine, but you have to remember that there are only two days left until the competition. You have to hurry up. You have to finish your work as soon as possible.â
âDonât worry, I will.â After hanging up the phone, Lu Anâan once again focused on her work.
Actually, on the way back, Lu Anâan already had a new idea.
Although the idea yesterday was very good, after Lu Anâanâs careful consideration, Lu Anâan made a drastic change to her previous idea.
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There were still two days left. One day was to draw the design draft, and the other day was to finish the product.
This meant that the work should not be too complicated. It must be simple. No embroidery or beading. The simpler, the better.
A high-level designer must be able to do the most extreme tailoring.
Lu Anâan focused on drawing the design draft.
The floor was covered with abandoned design drafts.
When Yan Yunge walked in, he could not help but shake his head when he saw the paper spread all over the floor.
He had heard about it when he was in the studio.
Yan Yunge thought that Lu Anâan must have been treated unfairly, so she left the designer to go home and concentrate on creating.
She had always been like this. She would not say anything even when she was wronged, and she would always hide her wounds alone.
âHave something to eat.â Yan Yunge placed the packed lunch in front of her.
âWhy are you here?â Lu Anâan looked at Yan Yunge with a slightly different expression.
âI heard from Chen Huan that you were not feeling well and went home, so I came to see you.â
Lu Anâan smiled and said, âIâm fine. Thank you for your concern.â
âAre you really fine?â Yan Yunge stared at her face carefully, trying to examine her expression.
Lu Anâan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, âYes.â
Yan Yunge squatted down to pick up the design drafts on the ground, opened them, and looked at them. âWhy did you suddenly change your design?â
âWhat?â Lu Anâan stopped writing, looked at him, and said, âWhat change?â
âYou can fool others, but never me.â Yan Yunge said, âYou are not a person who thinks on the spur of the moment. Yesterday, you worked all day in the studio, so itâs impossible for you to return home empty-handed.â
Lu Anâan lowered her head and did not say anything. She remained silent.
âWhat happened?â Yan Yunge looked at her and asked, âWhereâs your previous design?â
âI felt dissatisfied, so I redrew it.â
âLu Anâan, you can lie to others, but you canât lie to me.â Yan Yunge looked at her firmly. âWhatâs wrong with your design?â