Chapter 301: Chapter 301: Fight Her with Her Own Methods_1
“Next, we are announcing the champion of this competition… She is Miss Song Xiaoyun from Tianjiao Company. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Miss Xiaoyun onto the stage to collect her award with passionate applause!”

The enormous electronic screen displays a series of exquisite and unique fashion designs – my own creations.

The entire venue erupts with applause.

I almost thought I was hallucinating, but when I glanced at the screen again and confirmed that those were indeed my designs, I stepped onto the stage.

As I walked past Ye Mengyan, her gaze was filled with resentment, envy, and hatred.

I took a brief look at her, straightened my back, and confidently walked towards the podium.

Before marrying Gu Yuanzhou, I had won numerous awards.

But none of those wins was as significant as this one.

While delivering my thank-you speech, tears welled up in my eyes.

How I wish Ding Yinuo could be beside me now.

“Miss Song, what the fans are most interested in is what you experienced and felt during the creation of this piece… We all want to know, what story lies behind this piece?”

The host’s question caught me off guard.

As a designer and marketer, I understand that a good piece of work needs to be paired with a perfect story.

It’s a marketing strategy.

Customers love products with their own stories.

I had written a fictional backstory to share on stage that day.

But after much consideration, I decided to abandon the fictional account and instead tell the true story of my life.

“The first half of my life was an unfortunate story. Like all unhappy marriages, I met a scumbag. He kept a young university student as his mistress outside. Ironically, this student was the impoverished girl I had been sponsoring. He betrayed me and took everything from me. Still, I am grateful to God for giving me a cute daughter. All of these dresses are carefully designed for my precious daughter…”

“At that time, she was just in her diaper, so tiny and pink, endearingly sweet. When I held her in my arms, I could already envision her entire life. I hoped that when she grew up, she would become an elegant young lady that could wear my designs and confidently exhibit her beauty on stage.”

“It’s just a pity that a ruthless fire took her life. She was just six… My sweet little angel, only six when she died in that fire. I wasn’t able to save her. As a mother, I blame myself deeply. Even today, I’m plagued with guilt and sorrow.”

At this point, I broke down. Tears streaming down my face, my voice hoarse with emotion.

I held the microphone and found it hard to continue speaking.

The audience, moved by my story, silently stood up.

The host passes me a tissue.

“Miss Song, please accept my condolences.”

I nodded and wiped away my tears,

“Sorry for being uncontrolled just now. I lost my daughter forever, and she will never get to wear these clothes. That’s why I decided to share these designs, hoping they could find new owners. I also hope to spread this beauty and love to others. Thank you.”

My story must have touched them.

After I finished speaking, the applause once again thundered throughout the venue.

The golden champion’s trophy finally found its way into my hands.

As I held the weighty trophy, waves of emotion washed over me.

As I left the stage, the thunderous applause continued to follow me.

Perhaps because I cried too hard just now, I noticed my makeup was a bit streaky. I decided to go to the restroom to touch up my look.

After all, tears will wash away the foundation on one’s face.

Who knew that the moment I walked into the restroom, I saw someone waiting for me.

It was none other than Ye Mengyan.

Picking up the consolation prize didn’t satisfy her.

On the contrary, she was incredibly jealous of me who won the first prize.

She crossed her arms in front of me,

“You think you’re so amazing, right?”

I placed the trophy on the sink counter, calmly looking at her,

“Yes, I guess it is quite exceptional for you.”

“What do you mean by ‘poor university girl’ in your speech? Are you talking about me?”

“I thought you wouldn’t realize it, but it seems you know yourself well. Others return kindness with gratitude, but you reward it with betrayal. This kind of behaviour is even worse than that of animals.”

“Song Xiaoyun, are you insulting me?”

“Yes, I’m insulting you! What else could it be?”

“Song Xiaoyun, you bitch, you recorded my conversation with the sponsors and posted it online. Are you trying to ruin me?”

I knew it, Ye Mengyan was here because of that incident. She must have been furious. In fact, she would be better off not winning any award at all.

Once netizens soon discover her conspiracy with the sponsors…

When this scandal comes to light, Zhenyi Company will surely be implicated as well.

I wanted to see how much Gu Yuanzhou would be willing to jeopardize to protect her.

Therefore, I riled up Ye Mengyan even more, pushing the situation towards an uncontrollable direction.

“Ye Mengyan, I saw your piece just now. It was completely uninspiring. You’re not cut out to be a designer. Gu Yuanzhou must be blind to have put you in charge of the design department. He’ll soon realize that you’re incompetent. You’re leading Zhenyi Company into a deeper abyss. Believe it or not, once he realizes that you’re a worthless, he’ll dump you! After all, people are practical.”

Ye Mengyan couldn’t hold it in anymore, and she started to freak out.

She harshly threw my championship trophy on the floor and stomped on it.

Then, she ripped off my wig, took out her phone and started filming my disheveled state.

“You bitch, you really think you’re all that? You think the entire world loves you? Don’t fool yourself. Let everyone see your true colors, your disgusting face…”

I fell helplessly onto the floor, clutching my head and crying in agony.

A picture of helplessness and despair!

“Song Xiaoyun, even you have such a day! Do you know how disgusting you look when you’re pitiful?”

“Miss Ye, please let me go. Please, I beg you!”

I pretended to be weak and scared, begging her, like a helpless girl being bullied.

Playing the victim, who doesn’t know how to do that.

She used to play this game, and now it’s just my turn.

Just as Ye Mengyan was filming me with her phone, the restroom door was kicked open.

The person standing there was none other than Gu Yuanzhou.

Yes, that’s right. My vulnerability was all an act.

As soon as I entered the restroom, I noticed that Gu Yuanzhou had been following me.

That’s why I put on this show with Ye Mengyan.

I wanted Gu Yuanzhou to see clearly, the innocent, kind-hearted girl he thought he knew is, in fact, a devil at heart.

Some pictures, only when he sees them with his own eyes, will he come to believe and truly feel the shock from deep within.