Jing Jiaren pursed her lips, and after a moment of silence she said, "It is indeed a very beautiful dress. It turns out she saved it."
Regardless of whether this dress was designed by Queen Victoria in the past half month or not, as long as it is her design, there is nothing wrong with it.
Because this competition has never stipulated that the dress must be made within this half month...
In this case, Jing Jiaren would seem unfair.
You can only look at the design of the dress that has been rushed for half a month, but the dress itself cannot be looked at too carefully.
When it comes to creativity, Jing Jiaren wins; when it comes to dress production, Victory wins.
It stands to reason that what they are comparing is design...
But who are the judges? Those viewers don’t understand at all. They only know which one looks more exciting and impressive.
Ximen Longting reached out and turned off the screen, and said coldly: "Don't worry, I won't let you lose."
"I told you, I don't want you to interfere in this game!"
"..."
"Once you interfere, our agreement will no longer count." Jing Jiaren said softly, "I don't want to rely on your help to get to the top."
"What's wrong with relying on me? Whatever you want, I can easily give it to you!"
"Why should I rely on you - do you want me to be a vine attached to you? Once you leave, I will wither?" Jing Jiaren trimmed her hair, "Don't let me rely on anyone."
"Who said I was leaving? Who said I would let you wither?"
"Ximen Longting, please respect me!"
A fierce quarrel is about to happen...
Ximen Longting is no longer the same as before. At this time, he is still aggressive and acts according to his wishes.
He retreated: "Okay, you can do whatever you want?"
"..."
"If I wanted to intervene, why should I wait now? Jing Jiaren, I respect you!"
Ximen Longting sat next to her, put his arms around her shoulders, and leaned on his chest: "Don't be so embarrassed, I don't like to see you frowning."
He lowered his head and wanted to kiss her eyebrows, but Jing Jiaren looked away and said, "The outcome has not yet been determined, and I am not necessarily the loser."
"Nonsense, of course you win!"
"Who are the judges? The audience?"
Wilson's voice came: "The audience's judgment is not objective enough. This time the jury invites famous fashion designers from all over the world who are important in the fashion industry."
"..."
"Miss Jing, do you want to read the news report?"
Before Jing Jiaren could speak, Ximen Longting said coldly: "Who allowed you to eavesdrop on our conversation?"
"..."
"Don't want ears anymore? Go back to the market!"
Wilson didn't dare to say more and quickly turned off the communication settings.
The young master is obviously in a bad mood...
The driver's seat and the rear compartment of the RV have excellent sound insulation measures, but there are dialogue speakers and control buttons on the front and rear seats.
Ximen Longting suppressed his anger, held Jing Jiaren's arm, and kissed her flatteringly: "Jing Jiaren, how popular are you? Even mosquitoes dare to fight with me!"
"..." Jing Jiaren has no intention of teasing now, "Take me back to the hospital."
Jing’s father is still waiting for her.
"I sent someone to stay at the hospital, and there are nurses to take care of him. If you have any questions, you will contact me immediately." Ximen Longting rubbed her face, "Jing Jiaren, don't be so sad!"
Then is she still smiling? She can't laugh at all...
"Nursing is caring, I am me!"
Jing Jiaren blocked his hand and looked at him seriously: "I think I will lose. If I lose, will you abide by the agreement?"