Chapter 522 No Need to Explain to Her

Chapter 522 No Need to Explain to Her

Xu Yi had been living such a comfortable life these past few days. The more comfortable she was, the more she forgot what the previous world was like.

This is not good. People should not forget their roots. What if they suddenly travel back in time? How should she tell Song Yanming all this?

At this moment, Jack walked up to Song Yanming and politely extended his hand to him, "Mr. Song."

"Um……"

"Who is this……"

"My wife Xu Yi."

"Ms. Xu from the Muse Contest?"

Xu Yi stretched out his hand to him, "To be precise, he is the chief designer of Jiangcheng Moyi Studio."

Xu Yi was not at all nervous and was about to shake Jack's hand, but Song Yanming got there first, "I'll speak for my wife."

Jack smiled awkwardly and Xu Yi was a little speechless.

Jack started chatting with Song Yanming, and Xu Yi realized it later, "Why are you..."

"I have to work so I'll leave now. Good luck in the game."

Song Yanming left after saying this, very mysteriously, without giving Xu Yi any explanation.

Song Yuqian was supported by someone and walked step by step to Xu Yi's side. Xu Yi then remembered that he had a sister-in-law, "Yuqian, go slowly."

"Why don't you wait until I die before helping me?"

Song Yuqian said harsh words, but in her heart she could understand the two people's desire to live in a world of two.

"This foreign man looks familiar."

Xu Yi was inspired, but Song Yuqian just laughed out loud, "Don't say you don't know, this is the person in charge of the organizer, Mr. Jack."

"The person in charge of the organizer?"

How could Song Yanming know the person in charge of the organizer? "Then, then what happened just now..."

"My brother was invited to come here to do system maintenance for the Milan competition."

"what?"

Song Yuqian looked at her as if she were an idiot, "You just found out?"

"When did you know that?"

Song Yanming couldn't sit still, and he didn't want to be idle when he came to accompany Xu Yi to participate in the competition. Xu Yi lost in the Muse competition and missed the opportunity to become the Muse goddess. This competition was very crucial for her.

As the competition got on track, Xu Yi also noticed that the Milan competition re-selection was indeed several levels higher than the preliminary round. Many of the special effects in the venue were also very well designed, not as boring as before.

Even Casillas said, "I thought it would be just as chaotic this time, but I didn't expect there to be improvement."

"The organizers of the Milan competition will definitely pay attention to the experience of our participants and will not destroy their own reputation."

"Too……"

Zhou Zhiyin was waiting quietly with a big belly. Because of her pregnancy, she was not feeling well, so she had to sit the whole time.

Rao Mengna and Zhou Yuanshan put everything aside and stayed with her closely.

Xu Yi envied Zhou Zhiyin for having such a good pair of parents. She seemed to have them too, but one should not be greedy. Compared with many people, she was already a lucky one.

Song Yuqian also found a place to sit down. "Wait for the stage. Fortunately, I didn't see that fool Zhou Minglan this time. She deserved it. I'm happy when I think of this."

"I'm so sorry, you're so happy too soon!"

At this moment, Zhou Minglan, wearing a purple long dress, walked towards the backstage step by step. She had her hair tied up and covered her face with a purple veil.

Song Yuqian was so scared that her leg almost healed. She suddenly stood up, but sat down again because of the pain.

Xu Yi quickly helped her up, "Yuqian..."

"I'm fine!"

Song Yuqian looked like she had seen a ghost, and Zhou Zhiyin also stood up slowly in disbelief.

Through a layer of purple gauze, Zhou Minglan smiled arrogantly, "I am so disappointed in you. You tried so hard, but I still came out safe and sound. You want to fight with the Zhou family, you are so naive."

Zhou Minglan passed by Xu Yi and Song Yuqian and gave them a warning look, "Don't dream, my brother will never ignore me in this life."

Then, she walked towards Zhou Zhiyin again, "Isn't this my cousin with the crooked elbow? What's wrong, cousin? Can't you speak?"

She smiled coldly, "You don't understand the situation clearly, you deserve to be pregnant with a bastard."

Cassia couldn't stand Zhou Minglan's indiscriminate attack. Before in the Muse competition, she got along well with Xu Yi and felt that Xu Yi was very individual.

"Zhou Minglan, they are all contestants..."

"What's wrong, Cassia? You thought you were a talent in the design circle, but you only got third place in the Muse competition, not even second place. I'm embarrassed for you. You are really shameless."

Cassia’s eyes widened, “What did you say, you bitch?”

Cassia grabbed the red wine glass in his hand and was about to throw it at Zhou Minglan, but was stopped by Zhou Zhiyin, "Cassia, fighting will get you banned."

"So..." Song Yuqian, who was sitting next to him, suddenly laughed. "So Zhou Minglan, you bitch just came here to say dirty things on purpose, asking for a fight, so that we can do something to you. If we all do something to you, you'll have one less competitor, right?"

Zhou Minglan was stunned for a moment, and in her heart she blamed Zhou Zhiyin for meddling in her affairs.

Casillas also realized it later, "Bitch, you have no chance, wait and see how I deal with you after the game."

"Okay, I'll see how you deal with me. I'll wait."

After saying that, Zhou Minglan sat aside, and Song Yuqian took the crutch in her hand and hit her ankle hard.

"Song Yuqian!"

"Sorry, I didn't see it clearly."

Zhou Minglan sat aside, looked at her injured leg, laughed coldly, and asked her, "Are you angry?"

"It's okay. Why should I be angry? Your retribution is still to come. It's not that it won't come, but it hasn't come yet."

"That's the only way you can comfort yourself. You're so pitiful. She robbed you of your mother's love since you were a child. You foolishly let everything you had be taken away from you. I'm someone you can't understand."

"If you can't figure it out, go die."

Song Yuqian said this with a smile, Zhou Minglan laughed coldly twice and sat aside angrily.

To be honest, Song Yuqian was often so angry that her stomach ached. She was so angry that the more she thought about it, the more upset she became, and the more her stomach ached.

Zhou Mingchen found someone to treat Owen and stayed by his side. "You really can't remember it at all?"

Owen tried to recall what happened, but his head was splitting. Zhou Mingchen guessed that Owen must have known something that threatened Zhou Minglan, which was why Zhou Minglan hurt him like this.

"Owen, do you know something?"

"I can't remember, Mr. Zhou."

Owen closed his eyes as the doctor worked on him.

"Think about it carefully..."

Owen closed his eyes, his vision darkened, and he suddenly said, "Ring."

"Ring? What ring?"

Owen frowned, "I don't know."

I have a vague impression of the ring in my head, but I can't put my finger on it.

"Owen, think about it and tell me..."

When mentioning the ring, Zhou Mingchen subconsciously thought of his youngest sister Mingxin. Could it be related to Mingxin?