Sweet Love: Ex-husband grows snacks

Cui Enyao didn't tell Xia Yuyang what the referee said later, the most important point was that he didn't want to make her nervous.

Because they had an unexpected relationship, the middle 5 minutes were used as a stoppage.

Tang Mosen's eyes were firmly locked on the stage.

At this moment, all the lights on the stage were turned off.

It was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

But he still stared at it without blinking, as if waiting for something.

"Mr. Tang, although this is the preliminary round, I really didn't expect that there would be so many strong opponents." Wen Feijin noticed his strangeness, her eyes darkened, and she spoke slowly towards him.

Deliberately trying to divert his attention to himself.

Although Tang Mosen's expression remained the same as usual, still indifferent and indifferent, his sense of alienation was still extremely obvious.

His absent-minded appearance made Wen Feijin's eyebrows tightly knit together.

It's just that the expression on her face is not particularly clear because of the dim light.

At this moment, Tang Mosen finally had some reactions.

However, he didn't say hello to Wen Feijin who was next to him. Instead, he was looking at the watch in his hand, as if counting the time.

Looking at Tang Mosen's abnormal behavior, she became more and more curious about what was going on.

"Aren't you alright?" Tang Mosen silently said this at this moment.

Wen Feijin, who heard his four words, was very puzzled, who exactly was he talking to and what did he mean.

However, this time she didn't bother him hastily, but observed him very carefully.

I found that what he said just now was not actually talking to me, but more like talking to himself.

Backstage.

Seeing that they were only 5 minute away from the last 1 minutes, Cui Enyao gradually couldn't hold on anymore.

He looked faintly nervous, and wanted to say something first, but he was afraid that if he started talking, he would disturb Xia Yuyang.

"Okay, it's finally done!"

Just when he was struggling with what to do, Xia Yuyang suddenly jumped up happily.

While raising her hand to wipe off all the pimples on her forehead, she said to them, with an excited look on her face.

"Hurry up, hurry up, put your shoes back on quickly, since everything is ready, we are ready, and the time is about to begin." Cui Enyao heard the words, the heart that had been hanging tightly in the air, This is finally down.

As he said that, he even squatted down directly, and stretched out his hand to directly help some models, putting their shoes back on.

"Snapped--!"

With a sound, the lights on the stage were turned on again.

Everyone was blinded by the intense light, their irritating eyes narrowed slightly, and they blocked the light with their hands.

Then, after gradually getting used to it, he put his hand down again.

The music gradually sounded, and along with the sound, those models came stepping on high heels.

As if the wind was blowing under his feet, his steps were very light.

Looking at each of the ingenious high-heeled shoes worn by those models, Tang Mosen's eyes couldn't help showing a hint of admiration.

However, he didn't notice that the woman sitting next to him had a face that turned blue and purple, changing back and forth like a palette.

However, because the lights were too dim, there was nothing to do with the expression on Wen Feijin's face, it was too real.

She clenched her hands tightly, and some of the crescent-shaped nails sank into the palm of her hand.

"Hmph, I still have some strength." Tang Mosen's sudden words made Wen Feijin finally recover from his personal world.

Wen Feijin turned her head and glanced at him, then at the models on the stage, a faint light flashed in her eyes, and the expression on her face became a little dignified.

"Welcome to this fantasy designer, Xia Yuyang."

Under the host's introduction, Xia Yuyang slowly walked over from the backstage.

There was a faint smile on her face, and when the light shone on her face, she looked charmingly radiant.

At this moment, she looked like an angel who had fallen into the mortal world, and it was hard to bear to turn her eyes to other places.

Tang Mosen, who looked at her like this, gradually felt a throbbing in his heart.

Wen Feijin, who had been secretly watching Tang Mosen from the side, narrowed his eyes slightly after seeing him like this. There was an elusive deep color hidden in the deep eyes.

"I heard that Designer Xia's design works had problems before they went on stage? He solved these problems in a short period of time. It can be seen that Designer Xia's ability is extraordinary." In the words of the host, Let Wen Feijin completely focus on the stage.

The woman in the middle, wearing a long red dress, always had a confident smile on her face.

Tang Mosen, who was listening to the host's words, also had a faint anger on his face.

Although their current relationship is opposite, he still feels very angry when he hears that someone treats Xia Yuyang's achievements like this.

"Yes, but I am also very grateful to the person who designed me. I don't know if she was there, but it was also because of her that I was able to discover that I still have such abilities."

Xia Yuyang's words were full of confidence, and there was a faint smile between his brows and eyes.

The quiet and elegant temperament emanating from her body also spread to every corner of the venue little by little following her words.

Not only Tang Mosen, but even the other audience members were deeply attracted by Xia Yuyang.

"Maybe my work is not particularly perfect, but I don't have any regrets now, because I have tried my best." When Xia Yuyang said this, even though there was a smile on his face, there was still something in his words. There was a faint melancholy.

Being able to come to this stage, Xia Yuyang naturally hopes that he can achieve a good result, instead of being full of doubts about his work like he is now.

After discussing on the stage, Xia Yuyang finally walked off the stage, went backstage and looked at Cui Enyao who had been waiting for him, smiled at him, and shrugged his shoulders casually.

"The words you said just now are really great, Xia Yuyang, you are about to become my idol." Cui Enyao's eyes lit up, and he deliberately made a look of admiration, and said to her.

Xia Yuyang burst out laughing amused by his appearance, and shook his head helplessly.