The scene became silent for a moment. Soon, it was broken by the voices of the reporters rushing over.

"This young miss is called Lin Xia Hua?" May I ask if you have any contact with the Elven Goddess from before? "

"May I ask, Miss Lin, how did you become a disciple of Mr. McLean?"

"Miss Lin, do you have anything you want to say about the design aspect?"

".."

The stream of questions forced Lin Xia Hua to come back to his senses. The astonishment on his face eased a lot, but his heart was a little cold.

She hadn't expected such a sudden turn of events from Macley, let alone the current situation.

Lin Xia Hua looked at the microphone with a wooden expression, all the words stuck in his throat.

What was she going to say?

Clarification has nothing to do with McLean? Is she crazy?

The reporter looked at her in anticipation as all sorts of thoughts of connections were crazily forming in his head, just waiting for her to say one sentence.

McLean had said not to spell out what he said, but if it was the woman, a slight change would be fine.

They didn't wait for Linghua to speak before they saw Macley come out to save the situation. The usual smile was on his face as he spoke slowly.

"It's hard to avoid nervousness for my disciple being exposed to so much media, so please don't make things difficult for her. It's already so late, aren't you going to get off work?"

After the reporters had dispersed, McLean turned his head and explained to Lin Xia-hua, "Miss Lin Xia-hua, I'm sorry, although I really want to take you as my disciple, but such a hasty announcement is also disrespectful to you."

Lin Xia-hua finally came back to her senses, secretly a little surprised, and could only open her mouth to reply, "Being able to become Mr. McLean's disciple is my good fortune, I will learn well."

Macley's eyes were filled with satisfaction, satisfaction at Lin Xia-hua's good behavior, but he did not know that Lin Xia Hua's heart was full of emotions.

He opened his mouth and took Lin Xia-hua to the dining room. He honestly said, "That's not the Business Bureau. It's just a gathering between a few designers. I'll send you back after the meeting."

The smile on Lin Xia Hua's lips was a little forced, he organized his words and tactfully declined.

She had a hunch that once she went to the dining table, it would be even harder to deal with Yimo.

With what little luck she had left, she hurried back to the Xu Family home. In the instant she pushed open the door and saw the silhouette of the person on the sofa in the living room, her heart felt like it had fallen into a cold cave, completely frozen.

It was Xu Yimo. His expression was not very good, but he was comforting Lin Peaches by his side in a low voice.

Indeed, she didn't expect that Nutmeg would be here as well.

The sense of loss and unease gradually filled up his heart, causing it to throb in pain.

This was clearly not the first time he had this kind of mentality.

Lin Xia Hua lowered her eyes and stabilized her emotions. She finally took a step forward and walked in.

He had barely taken two steps when he heard a stern voice sounding from his side.

"Halt!"

Lin Xia Hua stopped, her lips straight as she turned around and asked: "What's the matter?"

Only when they got close did they clearly see the gloomy expression on Xu Yimo's face. His eyes were filled with a cold intent as he slowly said, "Lin Xiayuan, you still have the guts to come back."

Lin Xia Hua shifted her gaze and glanced at Nutmeg, who was standing at the side. Her charming face was full of sadness, and there was even a forced smile on it.

Lin Xia Hua's expression didn't change, but there was coldness in her eyes as she retorted, "What have I done to make me not have the guts to come back?"

Xu Yimo did not expect that Lin Xiashua would actually dare to reject him. His eyes were deep and serene, the danger in his eyes gradually fluctuating as his voice turned heavy.

"How did you become McLean's apprentice? What the hell is going on?!"

Indeed, it was because of this matter.

The news was well-received. What had happened not long ago had now reached Xu Yimei.

Lin Xia Hua's face was still as indifferent as ever. She slowly said, "You should know everything that has happened, do you still need me to repeat it again?"

Lin Miaomiao finally realized that something was wrong. She went forward and held Xu Yimo's hand, consoling him, "Yimo, don't be anxious. Xia Hua, you should speak properly as well."

The gloominess on Xu Yimo's face grew even more frightening, and he did not stop his from comforting him. In a somewhat cold voice, he said, "Lin Xia Hua, don't ask me to remind you again and again of your identity and what you should do."

"I always remember." The corner of Lin Xia Hua's mouth slightly lifted, revealing a ridiculing smile, "But how did I go out of bounds? Did I do anything that would let you down because of your status as the Xu Family's Madam? "

"Xu Zimo, if I told you that I didn't know about this time's disciple recruitment, would you believe me?"

"Ignorant?" Xu Yimo laughed coldly, his voice full of contempt, "How can you be so ignorant as to be caught by the media?"

"Xia Hua," Lin Peaches stepped forward, appearing completely like a good person, "If Yi Mo hadn't suppressed most of it, everyone would have known that the Madam of the Xu Family had become the disciple of a designer."

These words were enough to incite war.

Lin Xia Hua's every action seemed to challenge his last line of limits of patience and dignity.

In front of Xu Yimo, Lin Xiayuan was ultimately unable to say anything to Lin Peaches. He could only retort flatly, "Everyone knows Mr McLean's strength. Even as his disciple, he hasn't lost the Xu Family's face, right?"

Xu Yimo coldly said, "Lin Xiashua, if you have the ability, you can go find McLean if you can't pass the design. You only know how to climb a reliable tree, but I underestimated you."

"I'm going up?" The corner of Lin Xia Hua's mouth slightly lifted as she spoke with complete ridicule, "Yes, in your eyes, you've long since figured out what kind of woman I am. No matter how much I say, you won't believe me."

Since a few years ago.

He would rather believe anyone than her.

"With your skills, what can't you do?"

She heard Xu Zimo's voice, which was always cold and indifferent, ring in her ears, enunciating every word clearly.

Lin Xia Hua slightly raised her head and looked at the other side as she laughed in anger.

He didn't believe her!

After he had laughed enough, Lin Xiafua then stated clearly, "Xu Yimo, I've explained the situation regarding McLean clearly enough. Believe it or not, it has nothing to do with me!"