The silly girl became a wealthy wife

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Don't assume that the appearance of a male designer in this all-female battlefield will make him a hot commodity, a source of heated competition. The saying that men and women working together can be a breeze doesn't apply here. He's only 1.65 meters tall, weighs over 90 kilograms, and wears very neutral clothing. This means that when he stands among these women, few would mistake him for a man.

Now, this beautiful, petite man was handing a stack of documents to Sophia Gu, saying calmly, "This is yours!"

"Oh, thank you!" She was taken aback, a flash of understanding flashing across her eyes.

Sophia Gu hadn't taken the CEO's return to China seriously; it had almost gone in one ear and out the other. As a fashion designer, she focused on one thing: designing clothes that would sell well.

Uploading all the photos from her digital camera onto her computer, she saw a uniform collection of young men and women in sleek, fashionable attire. She studied them carefully for a moment, then closed her eyes and pondered. Soon, she pulled out a sharpened 2B pencil from her pencil case, opened her sketchbook, and with a few quick strokes, sketched out a rough outline.

The tense atmosphere in the office quickly faded, and within a few days, all sorts of gossip had begun to surface.

Women are naturally gossipy, especially when it comes to matters concerning their own company's CEO. They're eager to get the latest information. Within just a few days, more news about the CEO had begun to spread from the company.

I heard he's not even 30 yet, and that he returned to China with his girlfriend, who is the daughter of a local company CEO.

Hearing this, Sophia Gu's heart, long stagnant, suddenly rippled, then quickly calmed down.

She shook her head and focused on the task at hand, her pen swiftly moving across the paper, each stroke graceful and elegant.

When she first started painting, she vowed: "When I learn to draw figures, the first person I'll draw will be Derek Gu, followed by Qin Rui."

Derek Gu's expression at that moment was like freshly sprouted grass in early spring, a blend of sunshine and anticipation, as if to say, "Sister, my love for you is worth it."

Qin Rui, his expression always stern, flipped through the pages of his book. He said nothing, simply pulling out a tissue and carefully wiping a speck of gouache from her face. He held her chin and examined her for a moment, as if to check if there was any remaining traces. His reserved eyes seemed to hold the gentle breeze of a February willow tree, still chilly, yet strangely filled with a touch of warmth and tenderness, a faint smile.

Then he returned to the stone where he had sat, like an old monk in meditation, and continued to flip through his materials.

Countless times since then, Sophia Gu's sketchbook has been filled with his sketches.

Seeing his sister like this, Derek Gu crossed his legs and casually stood in front of Qin Rui, saying with a jealous look of displeasure, "Why draw him? He has nothing to do but likes to act cool and pretentious."

Qin Rui flipped the page and said calmly, "Unfortunately, Xiaojiu's boyfriend is me!"

Derek Gu sneered, "But I'm the most important man to her!"

At that moment, Sophia Gu's head was filled with a few leisurely white clouds and a vast expanse of azure sky. The soft, comfortable light made her eyes curl up leisurely. The tip of her pen scraped against the white sketch paper, making a swish sound as she drew the two men's fighting expressions on the paper. He smiled and suggested, "You two go have a fight, and I'll draw whoever wins!"

Qin Rui turned his head, his deep eyes fixed on Sophia. Gu asked casually, "Who's your boyfriend?"

Her eyes curved, she dropped her pen and flung herself into Qin Rui's arms, throwing the book from his hand into the air. Before landing, she cupped his face and kissed him hard, her expression bright and cheerful, "Of course it's you!"

Derek Gu glared at her with the resentful expression of a girl who's been abandoned by her long-suffering daughter, deeply hurt. Sophia Gu embraced Qin Rui with great joy, making faces at him.

Precisely, what leaped onto the page were no longer exquisite garments, but three spirited young people.

The first portrait she drew was neither Derek Gu nor Qin Rui, but a model hired by the class.

For a long time, even after Qin Rui went abroad, Sophia Gu never painted a formal portrait of either of them. She later gave up oil painting to pursue design.

With a few quick strokes, three vivid characters leapt onto the page, bold and uninhibited.

The drawing paper was torn off, crumpled up casually, and thrown into the trash. A faint, almost wry smile crossed her expression, her expression carefree and carefree.

Girls always yearn for the legendary Cinderella love, hoping that one day a prince in a BMW convertible will come galloping by and take them away in their radiant wedding gown before everyone's gaze.

But such fairy tales don't exist in real life. Few people can love you more than they love themselves.

Thinking of this, she suddenly thought of Derek Gu. A faint smile played on her lips, and her eyes curved, glittering with brilliance.

Lost in her own thoughts, she was suddenly awakened by a knock on the desk. She looked up at Gu Yue, the only male designer in the office. Her smile was bright, and her voice softened an octave as she spoke, brimming with youthful energy. "What's going on?"

When she smiled, her long lashes cast a faint silhouette beneath her eyes, which, like pebbles washed by the long water of a dark mountain stream, shimmered with subtle glints of light.

"Sophia Gu, the fall new GONES collection is out. The director told everyone this morning to go to the mall and check it out." Gu Yue's voice was like the rustling of slender bamboo shoots newly sprouted in springtime, being plucked by a mischievous child. While lacking the harsh, raspy quality expected of a man, it was remarkably gentle, not at all effeminate.