Chapter 51 - This Battle Only

Xu Yimo looked at Lin Xia Hua's resolute eyes and felt an inexplicable pang. Had he forced this woman to such an extent? However, she clearly did something that let him down, so why did she come to question him now?

"Let go! "Let me go!" Lin Xia Hua raised her voice. To be able to participate in the semifinals was her dream. She definitely wouldn't allow anyone to obstruct her path, not even Xu Yi Mo.

"Don't you want to thank me for helping you find the person who copied you?" Xu Yimo blurted out his thoughts. Originally, he didn't want to tell this matter to Lin Xia Hua so early, but in his heart, he was secretly looking forward to Lin Xia Hua finding out the truth and thanking him. He did not know what the things he longed for were.

With just a simple sentence, a huge uproar arose in Lin Peaches' heart. The person clarifying the matter for Lin Xia Hua was actually Xu Yimei! Were the two of them secretly in love again?

Lin Peaches glanced at Lin Xia Hua, the jealousy and hatred in her eyes was getting stronger and stronger. At the same time, she was also a little scared. If she wasn't careful, she might have been found out by Xu Yi Mo by now.

"Me?" For a moment, Xu Zimo didn't understand what Lin Xia Hua meant.

"Ha, if it's not you, then who is it? I don't believe that you would be so kind as to find someone to clarify it for me. " The more Lin Xia thought about it, the angrier she became. She ruthlessly pushed away the arm which Xu Yimo had blocked the door and stepped out, "Don't say that I didn't warn you. If you were to stop me again, I really can't promise that I will do anything that will make you regret your actions for the rest of your life."

Saying this, Lin Xia Hua hinted as she patted her flat stomach and walked towards the door with her head held high.

She didn't believe that Zhu Yi Mo would dare to stop her.

He suddenly thought of something else. At that time when he didn't believe in Lin Xia Hua, was that woman feeling the same pain?

It should be, right?

Xu Zimo sighed, feeling for the first time that he might have done something wrong.

Lin Peaches stood at the side, not daring to say a single word. Right now, she was a bit unsure as to how much Yi Mo knew and whether she would continue pursuing this matter.

The two of them had their backs to each other as they each had their own thoughts. However, all of this had nothing to do with Lin Xia Hua.

Lian Ran's phone call came at the right time. After knowing that Lin Xia Hua had left the Mo family, he drove over to pick her up without a word.

This meant that she had to put in more effort than others in order to gain recognition.

Having prepared a few drafts of the design, Lin Xia-hua went to find McLean. No matter what, she needed the guidance of her master in order to make better progress.

McCauley received her with great enthusiasm. Both of them were highly professional, so they exchanged a few pleasantries before they got straight to the point.

After a full day of work, he finally finished revising the design.

A strange grunt broke the solemn atmosphere of work, and Lin Xia-hua and Macley looked at each other and laughed.

After a busy day, he hadn't eaten a single meal. It wasn't that he was hungry.

After tidying up her script, Lin Xia-hua thought for a while before respectfully bowing to Macley. She sincerely said, "This time, I really have to thank you, Master."

McCauley was confused. "I should be the one to help you change the script. Why is it so formal all of a sudden?"

"Thank you for helping me so much this time. If you didn't secretly make a move, the matter of copying the needle and thread wouldn't have become so white so quickly." Lin Xia Hua was very grateful. She knew that she had been tricked. There must be someone behind her back to be able to reverse the situation so quickly. With this kind of ability, after thinking about it, she decided that it was only Macley.

"Hmm?" Macley was puzzled.

Macley, Lian, and Mingjiang.

"Actually .." Macley opened his mouth, and Xu Yimo's name rolled on his tongue once before he swallowed it back. He smiled and said, "Actually, this is what I should do. You don't have to worry too much about it."

Due to the turmoil in the middle of the competition, Lin Xia Hua's originally tense period of time flashed by. Three days later, she brought her most satisfactory work back to the competition grounds. This time, no one could stop her from running towards victory and success.

Lin Xia-hua did not ignore him. The guest at the special guest seat, Lin Meimei's seat, was missing, and Xu Zhi-mo did not appear as expected.

Was it really a good show the two of them had put on? Lin Xia Hua sneered in her heart. A person who was prepared to pretend to be helping her, asking for her gratitude, naturally keeping her at home. The other person, who always pretended to be trying to please her, was actually full of malice.

All of this was based on her true feelings for Xu Yimo. Once she retracted her heart, it would no longer harm her in the slightest.

Lin Xia Hua was able to rely on her own talent to be recognized by McLean. Naturally, she had her own strength. Without any external forces to stop her, she would have already rushed into the finals without any suspense.

There were only three people in the finals. One of them was a middle-aged man with a good temperament. He had always been smiling at others. He had been in this business for half his life and had a solid foundation.

The other was a girl that was about the same age as Lin Xia Hua. No matter how Lin Xia Hua thought about it, she didn't have much of an impression of her, because in this business, Lin Xia Hua had already viciously supplemented the list of famous figures in this field, but she really had never heard of this woman before.

Perhaps he was also a dark horse like her. After all, anyone who could stand on the finals' stage was worthy of respect even if they were unknown.

Today was the last day of the battle. Lin Xia Hua took out the blueprint that she had spent the most effort to design. Ming Jiang had also adjusted his condition so that he could display the best of the design's characteristics on the stage.

There was no more regret in this battle.