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Chapter 1543: Xu Zhenyu’s Memory

Same time, at a room in the Ninth-Heaven.

Because today was the physical products ranking competition of the grand finals of the International Jewelry Design Competition held by the Milan World Expo, Gu Junling had reserved a room in Ninth-Heaven way ahead of time and gathered all their friends to watch Wen Xinya’s competition together.

When the host was announcing the champion, from the TV, it could be heard that the audience at the competition grounds was all passionately cheering Wen Xinya’s name.

As friends, they were also extremely excited as they shouted along, “Wen Xinya, Wen Xinya, Wen Xinya...”

Their enthusiastic voices hyped up the atmosphere of the entire room.

“... the participant from China, Wen Xinya...” The voice of the host on TV sounded.

Passionate applause rang through the room.

Du Ruo was so excited that her cheeks turned red as her moistened huge eyes twinkled.

Du Ruo and Ye Feiyu screamed in excitement as Zhou Tianyu and Xu Tongxuan jumped up from the sofa and hugged each other.

“Oh my, Xinya is really too awesome.”

“I’m really too happy. What a waste that we couldn’t go to Milan to watch Xinya’s jewelry design competition and watch Xinya stand on the stage as champion, receiving everyone’s cheers in real life.”

“Xinya’s performance was really stunning. In the history of the International Jewelry Design Competition by the Milan World Expo, which other participant could, like Xinya, thoroughly convince the judges with his own product and even make the judge who has given her a low score previously apologize to her in public, remove her judge’s badge on the spot, and express her admiration and approval towards Xinya?”

“Xinya is indeed too brilliant. Although that product in second place designed by Jacqueline Madan was already good, compared to Xinya’s product, it was still off by a stretch. Xinya’s Athena Protection jewelry designs have an eye-catching brilliance which made everyone who saw it want to own it.”

“Jewelry design is Xinya’s dream. Now, she’s finally standing on the international stage and moving a step nearer to her dream. I’m really happy for her.”

“The International Jewelry Design Competition held by the Milan World Expo is only the first step in Wen Xinya’s dream. I believe that in the near future, Xinya will be at the peak of the jewelry design field and become a great jewelry designer like her mother.”

The men were also rather excited, especially Ling Qingxuan. He was usually already the loudest and immediately raised a glass of red wine and poured towards his mouth. “Here, here. To celebrate Xinya obtaining the champion title in the International Jewelry Design Competition held by the Milan World Expo, let’s drink up today and not go back sober.”

Han Mofeng had always been jumpy and shouted, “We’ll need to drink even more than that for such an occasion.” Saying which, imitating Ling Qingxuan, he took a glass of red wine and drank up. After half a bottle was in his stomach, he wiped his mouth and said loudly, “This is more like it!”

Gu Junling watched this unreserved side of them and thought that people who didn’t know them would really be scared by their actions. “Based on your capacity, it’ll be a miracle if you’re not drunk by the first few glasses.”

It wasn’t a secret between them that Han Mofeng couldn’t drink much—he had already vomited all over the place in many instances.

Xu Zhenyu listened to the chaos by his ears as he watched the stage of the Milan World Expo on the TV. Xinya was wearing a silvery-white, knee-length mini cheongsam with a bright, luminous pearl on its collar and a lotus painting drawn in a Chinese style with greenish ink which displayed a kind of purity amidst mud.

The light pink lotus looked elegant and the light green-tainted lotus leaves looked vintage and graceful.

The exquisite collar surrounded her slender neck, the beautiful material hugged her body at the right places, the smooth lines traced her gorgeous body, and the slit on her skirt moved in tandem with her light footsteps, looking all elegant, gentle, and flowy.

The dragonfly-shaped buttons were like tiny locks that secured Wen Xinya’s sharpness and displayed reservation, sophistication, and gracefulness amidst the thick material of the cheongsam!

He had never seen such a beautiful Wen Xinya. Seeing her standing glamorously on stage, he couldn’t help but be in a daze.

“Hey, Wen Xinya, since you like jewelry design so much, why are you giving up on your dream?” Xu Zhenyu went up to Wen Xinya. Seeing that she had already completed half of the design draft in her hands, he couldn’t help but be curious.

“Who told you I liked jewelry design?” Wen Xinya said aggressively, seemingly annoyed. In a fit of anger, she took the half-completed design draft in her hands and tore it up into shreds in front of Xu Zhenyu.

The white pieces of paper fell gradually to the ground.

Xu Zhenyu was stunned. He totally didn’t expect such a reaction from her and didn’t know what to say momentarily.

Wen Xinya looked at Xu Zhenyu stubbornly, her dull eyes, cloudy due to taking drugs, seemingly radiating willfulness. “Let me tell you—jewelry design isn’t my dream. A person like me doesn’t deserve to have a dream. My biggest dream is to have unlimited drugs and money every day.”

A dream should be sacred.

However, she was tainted.

She shouldn’t taint a sacred dream.

From the day she left the Qingyuan University, she had already lost her dream and was only left with this lifeless shell.

Xu Zhenyu went up, pressed her shoulders with both hands, and said, “Wen Xinya, don’t say that of yourself. I can tell that the things you’ve designed are really beautiful. If you want to continue studying jewelry design, I can help you...”

He totally wouldn’t believe Wen Xinya when she said that she didn’t like jewelry design and that it wasn’t her dream. He had seen her, on multiple occasions, hiding secretly in her room and designing things. He had seen her noticing competitions related to jewelry design.

Wen Xinya suddenly took a step back and looked at Xu Zhenyu with rather vicious eyes. “Xu Zhenyu, mind your own business. Do you think you’re God? Don’t be so arrogant. Look at my hands—they shake even when I hold a pen. What makes you think that a person who can’t even hold a pen can design beautiful things?”

She stretched her hands towards Xu Zhenyu. They were dry and skinny, like those of a skeleton. Her finger joints were bulging, green veins filled the back of her hands, and her dry, yellowish skin was so dry that it looked lifeless.

How could such hands design beautiful products?

How could such hands become that of a glamorous jewelry designer?