She doesn't want to pretend anymore

The award ceremony was decorated in a simple and elegant manner, basically in accordance with Manshu's requirements.

She came over just to check and watch them rehearse.

I only stayed at the venue for about an hour.

Then, Sister Zhang took them to the restaurant to try the food.

That's the point.

Every dish was very exquisite and tasted quite good. Manshu was very satisfied.

"Don't let down your guard on the day. There are many noble ladies attending this award ceremony. If any of them like an exhibit, you can give a share of the profits to the original author if you sell it."

The reason for the profit sharing is because of Qingyan’s brand.

Of course, Qingyan only takes 30%, and she doesn’t want this money, she will use it all for charity.

With this gimmick, almost all of the top ten people are willing to sell their works.

They also said that they were willing to donate 30% of the proceeds.

Regardless of the reasons why these people spoke up, Qingyan is grateful for their kindness, and will definitely emphasize the good deeds of the top ten when promoting the good deeds.

“If the designer doesn’t want to sell the exhibits, they can take them back for their own collection.”

"All our previous promises are valid. Sister Zhang, remember to communicate with the contestants first."

Sister Zhang nodded, indicating that the work had been arranged.

Manshu still feels at ease with Sister Zhang.

While eating, everyone just chatted casually.

Manshu only then found out that Sister Zhang got divorced this year and her daughter is in the third year of junior high school. She and her husband are considering whether to keep it a secret from their daughter for a few years.

Just say that your parents’ jobs have changed, so you have to separate.

Wait until she graduates from high school and then tell her formally.

Sister Zhang is a strong woman at work, but she also has her own troubles in life.

It just so happened that Manshu and his classmates were just freshmen in college and had just taken the college entrance examination.

They were also like children, so Sister Zhang hesitated for a while before she explained her situation to the young people and asked for their advice.

"Manshu, do you think my daughter will find out in advance that her father and I are divorced?"

"Should I wait until her high school entrance exam is over before telling her about this?"

Manshu didn't expect that the strong woman Sister Zhang would have such troubles.

"Why did Sister Zhang and her ex-husband divorce?"

"Is the relationship bad?"

Mansu did not intentionally pry into other people's gossip, but he wanted to analyze specific issues specifically.

"Our relationship is just like what you young people today would describe, from school uniforms to wedding dresses."

"We were high school classmates and college alumni. We were together in high school. Naturally, we stayed together in college."

"We relied on our own efforts and got married the second year after graduation. Of course, the help from our family was also indispensable."

"However, no matter how good the relationship is, it cannot withstand the test of time."

"Our relationship started to turn into a family one."

"I never thought that when everyone was busy with their own careers, he would go out to look for something new."

"Like many stories, he cheated on me. I found traces of lipstick on the collar of his shirt, he smelled of unfamiliar perfume, and there was a woman's long hair mixed in his clothes."

“And I had short hair at the time.”

Sister Zhang’s story is very cliché, but also very heartbreaking.

From school uniform to wedding dress, what a beautiful story, but her husband persisted through the seven-year itch and still disappointed her.

She also had a fit of hysterics when she discovered her husband was cheating on her.

She questioned him why he betrayed her. She trusted him so much, but he stabbed her in the heart without mercy.

She burst into tears and felt extremely cold-hearted.