After receiving the certificate, she was pinched and doted on by the wealthy heir.

Next, the designers’ works will be on stage one by one.

It's just that it's no longer as stunning as Xia Taozhi's, and even the transaction price is not as good as Bai Xue's.

In the end, Xia Taozhi firmly topped the list with a transaction price of 7000 million US dollars. No. 2 was Bai Xue, but it was a pity that it was dropped by N blocks in terms of transaction price.

Bai Xue stared at the rankings above, her fingertips dug into her palms, and she didn't even notice that the skin was broken.

Xia Taozhi signed and was ready to leave.

At this time, someone stopped in front of her: "Hello, Miss Angel, our old gentleman would like to meet you."

"Old gentleman..." She suddenly realized, "Is he the gentleman who just photographed my work?"

"Yes."

"Of course!" She also wanted to see him.

After all, he caught his mother's design at a glance and gave him such high approval. This person is his mother's boss. As a daughter, she should thank her personally no matter what.

She was taken to the box and met the mysterious old man.

Xia Taozhi was surprised when he saw the other party: "Mr. Tang Yongshu?"

Sitting in the box, the old man with gray hair and a strong spirit is the master Tang Yongshu whom he had longed to meet before, isn't he?

Her heart was beating wildly. This was a fan meeting her idol. She was so excited!

"Oh, the little girl knows me?" Tang Yongshu smiled and showed off to the left and right, "Did you see, she knows me."

"Of course I know you." Xia Taozhi nodded desperately.

"Okay, little girl, come and sit here. I have a few questions to ask you about the design of your wedding dress." Tang Yongshu hurriedly patted the sofa chair next to him and waved to her with one hand. Got the move.

Xia Taozhi hurried over and sat down upright: "You can ask."

"Have you brought your mother's design with you? Can you show it to me?"

"No." Xia Taozhi shook his head.

Then the precious things have been hidden by her.

Tang Yongshu was disappointed: "Oh..."

"But I took the photos, do you want to see them?"

"If you want it, take it out quickly." Tang Yongshu was excited.

Xia Taozhi pulled out the photo on her phone and showed it to the old man: "This is it."

Tang Yongshu took a pair of reading glasses from the person next to him with trembling hands. After putting them on, he held his phone and looked at it carefully.He kept zooming in on the photo, looking at the details one stroke at a time.

Suddenly, the old man couldn't help himself. He took off his glasses, covered his face and cried.

"Yes, it's hers...it's Ruirui's manuscript." He cried like a child, "I've been looking for her for so long, but I didn't expect...I didn't expect it!!"

"Ruirui?" Xia Taozhi was confused.

"Yes, Ruirui is your mother." Tang Yongshu's old hand tightly grasped the back of her hand, "Xia Rui! The most favored young lady in the Xia family is your mother!"

There was a buzzing sound in Xia Taozhi's head, and she was suddenly unable to think.

"What...what did you say?" She was stunned.

Tang Yongshu also noticed something was wrong: "Don't you know?"

"I don't know." She shook her head, "My mother's name is not Xia Rui, her name is Wen Xin."

"No, it's impossible. This must be Ruirui's manuscript. I taught her her style and calligraphy. No one knows it better than me. To me, Ruirui is like my daughter! You say Is there a father who doesn’t recognize his child’s handwriting?”

Tang Yongshu became excited, "Where is your mother? I want to see her."

"My mother...is no longer here."

Only then did Tang Yongshu remember that he was too excited just now and didn't even notice the origin of the design that Xia Taozhi described.

What she was talking about was... her last wish.

Ruirui is no longer in this world.

Tang Yongshu covered his heart, let out a scream, and suddenly fainted.

Everyone in the box was in chaos, and soon the ambulance arrived. Mr. Tang's assistant asked Xia Taozhi to go with him.

"If Mr. Tang wakes up and can't see Miss Angel, he will be anxious. Please ask Miss Angel to stay with him until Mr. Tang wakes up, okay?"

"Okay." Xia Taozhi nodded.

In the hospital, she stood guard outside the ward door, feeling extremely confused.

Han Xiao's figure appeared in the corridor, and she desperately got up and rushed towards him, hugging him tightly.

"What's wrong? Are you injured too?"

The little woman's unusual reaction startled him, and he quickly checked her up and down.

"No." She shook her head, "Let's go back and say it's not convenient here now..."

There were too many tangles in her heart. She never expected to hear these contents today, which was far beyond her imagination.

"Okay, you can tell me slowly when you get back." He gently held her waist and held her small hand in his big hand.

The warmth so close at hand calmed down Xia Taozhi.

Han Xiao stayed with her until dusk fell and Tang Yongshu finally woke up.

As soon as he woke up, he clamored to see Xia Taozhi.

The assistant breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had the foresight to keep her here. Otherwise, where would he find Miss Angel now?

In the ward, Tang Yongshu was still receiving infusion.

Xia Taozhi walked in accompanied by Han Xiao.

"I'm sorry, are you scared?" The old man smiled guiltily, "I'm old, and I tend to make old mistakes when I get excited. It's actually nothing. Don't take it to heart."

Xia Taozhi was immediately moved.

Unexpectedly, this respected old artist spoke first to comfort her.

She shook her head: "I'm just worried about you, I'm not scared."

"I'm fine, come on, come on, sit down a little closer to me." Tang Yongshu smiled again, "What's your name?"

"Xia Taozhi."

"Xia... the surname is Xia." He nodded repeatedly, "Your mother's surname is also Xia."

"But, my surname is after my father."

"Nonsense, your mother's surname is Xia." Mr. Tang deliberately made a serious face, "Even if your mother is gone, you can't do this. A good child must be good."

Xia Taozhi:......

The old man's cloudy eyes were full of kindness: "You really look like Ruirui, like your mother. Haha, that's great! Come on, I have something to give to you. I wanted to give it to Ruirui, your mother. , but since she...is no longer here, I'll give it to you."

He called his assistant to bring over his treasure box and took stock of it bit by bit.

"This is a mutton-fat white jade bracelet. The coiled dragon pattern on it was designed by me personally. It is the only one of its kind in the world. It was made from a single piece of stone and took three years of hard work."

"This Nine Dragons and Phoenix bracelet was designed by me and your mother together. It was said to be passed on to her children. Here, I'll give it to you too."

"There are also sapphire necklaces and pink diamond rings..."

Xia Taozhi was dumbfounded. This was like a jewelry exhibition.

She couldn't even look directly at the box in Mr. Tang's hand. It was like Doraemon's pocket, and she could take out any treasure.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Tang, I think you are mistaken."