The fake daughter was not exposed today

Chapter 185 Sister Fu, I can only rely on you

Although this aunt was warm and friendly, for some reason, she always felt a distance between them.

"After all, you are all students, and studying is important. Let me call a taxi for you. Where is your hotel?" Dan Congqing was not angry at being disappointed.

Perhaps because she had gotten rid of her annoying ex-husband, she was in a particularly good mood.

"So, there are only two little beauties left?"

Jing Yilan politely declined, "I'd better go back with everyone. After all, the competition is coming soon, and it wouldn't be good to have too much fun."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

After eating and drinking, the woman saw the three girls off.

In the car.

Tong Chuxue lowered her eyes.

Her parents saved money and would only take her to a store of this size at the end of the year. At Aunt Shan's place, she would just casually invite someone she didn't know well.

The taste of those dishes seemed to still linger on the tip of her tongue. She was a little greedy for this taste. Perhaps this was the desire for a good life.

But the fact is that she may never have any contact with these people again.

Shan Congqing stretched lazily. "Now there are only two of us left. Aren't you afraid that I will suddenly call out eight big men and sell you out?"

"I can tell this is a joke," Jiang Fu thought for a moment, "Aren't you afraid your ex-husband will harass you again?"

What she felt from Sheng Yu's emotions was not a sense of grievance.

"Girl, you're quite perceptive." Dan Congqing looked at her with some admiration.

I originally thought she was just a cute little girl, but now it seems that she has very observant skills.

“He’s unwilling to accept this.”

"After all, I'm living a good life now." Shan Congqing stopped the topic, "Let's not talk about my ex-husband. What do you think of my son?"

Jiang Fu was stunned for a long time, confused and puzzled.

"Are you curious about how I guessed it? Of course it's because I'm smart." Shan Congqing looked proud.

"Actually, I was a little skeptical at first, but I checked half of that guy's circle of friends before I was sure."

The woman muttered softly, then quickly regained her smile.

Jiang Fu reluctantly followed her all the way to the Nosti Art District.

In a historical period earlier than the empire, ancient philosophers gathered in Nosti to lecture and discuss doctrines, and their thoughts collided, making Nosti a "city of art and philosophy" with a profound historical heritage.

In addition, with the rise of several luxury goods companies in modern times, many fashion events are also held here.

Emerging Designer Competition, backstage.

"Baby, how are you preparing?" Dan Congqing walked in with a lunch box and saw his son wiping a girl's tears.

Her smile froze instantly.

"It's over. I was planning to prepare a surprise for you, but now it's going to be a disaster."

She couldn't help but look at the girl next to her.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Fu ignored the woman's complicated feelings and walked over.

Shan Zhe returned the tissue to her and explained, "The model we contacted in advance can't come."

Suddenly, illnesses, emergencies, and accidents happened so frequently that he had to suspect that someone was playing tricks on him.

"I'm the only one who hasn't been infected. I've contacted my Chinese sisters in the circle, but there's been no response so far." Model Si Ting was anxious.

There were frequent problems with the Chinese contestants in this competition. Yesterday, Boss Xiaodan’s design was almost burned. Although it was discovered early, a corner of the clothes was still burned.

The biggest problem now is the model.

"The Chinese models who were able to arrive at the scene were snatched away by Ji Qunqing's group. But if models from other countries were used, it would easily conflict with the theme of Chinese style," she explained.

Chinese civilization has never been interrupted. Only the scholarly spirit nurtured in such a profound culture can fit the theme of national style.

If people from other countries come here, their skin and hair will be colorful and it will not fit in no matter how you look at it.

"It's okay, I'll take care of it." Shan Zhe thought for a moment and looked at the clothes on the workbench. "The most important thing now is to fix it."

The ink-and-wash style long skirt embroidered with peach blossoms and flowing water had a corner of the embroidery burned.

Shan Congqing took a look at the damage and said, "This dress is made by the Jiangning Embroidery School. If a craftsman who can repair it comes here, the competition is over."

The trouble is not only the burnt hole, but also the broken embroidery thread, which destroys the original pattern. Even if you cover it up and wear it, it will still look ugly.

Jiang Fu glanced at the thread ends and said, "It's okay, it can be repaired."

She has learned this embroidery technique.

"You can?"

"A little." Jiang Fu said casually.

She couldn't say that she plundered the memory of a master and used it to teach herself, right?

Before Ms. Shan could ask more questions, Shan Zhe had already prepared everything. "Needle and thread, blueprints, tool box."

"It's really good. When will you go on stage?"

Jiang Fu picked up the tools and started working.

"We have discussed with the competition team that the national style players will be put on stage last. I am the second to last." Shan Zhe adjusted the lights for her. "Whether my hard work can be put on stage depends on you."

"There's plenty of time." Jiang Fu didn't stop moving his hands.

Pick up the broken thread, thread the needle, guide the thread, and insert the needle. Every movement is smooth and flowing.

Dan Congqing was a little skeptical at first, but after seeing her familiar technique, he finally felt relieved.

A private room.

"Ma'am, the master said you might like this kind of performance, so he asked us to book tickets specially." The nanny adjusted the wheelchair into position.

According to the adults' speculation, the lady should like this kind of place full of creations by people outside the island, which is called "humanistic atmosphere".

"A lot of children from China are here this year." Jiang Ren looked downstairs.

The nanny was puzzled for a moment before she realized, "Are you talking about Shenzhou?"

"Shenzhou's embroidery is very famous, and there are many schools of thought across the country." She smiled. "Speaking of embroidery, I think of my daughter when she first started embroidering."

Jiang Fu was still very young at that time and was a little resistant to her. The first time he accepted the plush bear she gave him, he cut the doll into pieces.

In the end, in order to sew the doll, I learned embroidery from memory, but the result was a bit unbearable.

A cute stuffed bear commonly seen in stores ended up being a rabbit with limbs of varying lengths and crooked stitching.

The little girl looks so cute as she holds the doll and looks so wronged and deflated.

Backstage.

Several models were talking on their phones, knocking on the door, and then asking in broken Mandarin, "Hello, is this the place?"

"Yes, change your clothes and come with me to put on makeup." Shanzhe handed the clothes to them.

Dan Congqing looked at the team of models with different skin colors and suddenly became confused.

There are red hair, golden waves, and even a black pearl beauty. The only reliable one is the girl with chestnut hair. This combination does not match the Chinese style at all.

"Is this really okay?"

"Please go to the front desk and help Xiao Jiang save a seat." Shan Zhe said confidently.

"Don't I need a seat?" Ms. Shan was speechless.

This kid forgot his mother after having a beautiful girl.