She Lost Memory Before the Divorce-Chapter 204 - 0 Mu Lan in Trouble
Chapter 204: Chapter 0204: Mu Lan in Trouble!
Chapter 204: Chapter 0204: Mu Lan in Trouble!
“Isn’t there a ready-made male model right in front of us?”
Huo Tingxiao’s suggestion made Mu Lan shake her head.
“No, you have no runway experience, let alone you haven’t attended the rehearsal. You don’t know how to handle it.”
Huo Tingxiao hadn’t expected Mu Lan to underestimate him so much.
“That’s still much better than your designs not being presented at all, and besides, you don’t have the time to find another male model who can go on stage.”
That was true…
“Sorry, Miss Tracy, we can’t find… Huh? Is this gentleman your newly found model? He looks great.”
The staff’s comment left Huo Tingxiao looking smug.
His gaze towards Mu Lan was—See, everyone has good taste.
Mu Lan was still not reassured, and asked:
“He has no experience in runway walking. Is that okay? He’s not a model.”
The staff member was a bit surprised, thinking that with such an impressive figure, it was a pity he wasn’t a model.
“It’s okay as long as he doesn’t walk too stiffly. After all, this isn’t Fashion Week; it doesn’t need to be so strict.
“He really has the perfect frame for clothes; I thought he was a model.”
“I’m not a model, I’m her husband.”
“…”
Mu Lan glared at Huo Tingxiao, Why say that to people?
“Oh, my God, having your own husband model for you, how romantic is that? Miss Tracy, I’m really envious of you.”
Seeing the staff’s face emanate a pink glow, Mu Lan just smiled politely.
She picked up a set of men’s clothing and handed it to Huo Tingxiao.
“Try this on.”
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Huo Tingxiao took the clothes and went to the changing room, and when he came out, he was simply the star of the show.
At 188 cm, his tall frame, wrapped in the clothes designed by Mu Lan, exhibited an even more dignified and mysterious air.
The dominant black with grey patchwork in a subdued style made him look noble yet austere.
Although she didn’t want to admit it, Huo Tingxiao was superiority personified, an undeniable presence.
“The size is just right.”
Huo Tingxiao’s words made Mu Lan press her lips together in silence.
Of course, it was; she had made the men’s garment according to his measurements, not on purpose, but she had unwittingly done so out of habit, which was a terrifying thing.
“Perfect, absolutely perfect. If your husband is interested in modeling, I know several agents from top agencies I could introduce him to.”
The staff was very enthusiastic, making Mu Lan slightly uncomfortable.
Noticing Mu Lan’s discomfort, Huo Tingxiao declined:
“Thank you for your kindness, but I don’t need it. I just want to be my wife’s exclusive model.”
Mu Lan’s ears turned red. What’s with him and these cheesy lines so easily uttered, making her uncomfortably flushed?
As the venue began to admit people, being a top-tier design competition, many from the fashion industry attended as spectators.
Especially the major brands, keen to scout talent, were definitely not to be missed.
The final competition procedure wasn’t complicated. The last fifteen designers to make it to the finals went through three stages of presentation and a self-narrative, after which gold, silver, and bronze awards were given, along with several awards for excellence.
Sitting at the judges’ table, Vincent saw a photo on his phone taken by a staff member backstage. Surprisingly, the Tracy he had been optimistic about turned out to be Mu Lan, and it took him a moment to process.
No wonder, Huo Tingxiao said he was giving himself a surprise… But why had she previously denied her identity?
Could it be… she feared favoritism? If that was the case, it only further proved he hadn’t misjudged her.
With less than half an hour until the final began, Mu Lan inspected the clothes on the model for any unattended details and adjusted her own outfit.
Everything was ready, yet due to nerves, she headed to the restroom.
As soon as she closed the door to the cubicle, she heard several foreign women speaking English just outside.
“I heard that there’s someone named Tracy being strongly backed by Vincent this time, I think it’s very likely she will become the first place.”
“Oh, Vincent that old guy, always a sucker for a pretty face. Seems like there’s something unusual about their relationship.”
“Of course, otherwise, why would he favor an Asian woman so much? And one who’s a nobody, at that.
You see, the ones who made it to the finals, they were already somewhat famous from top design schools, I’ve never even heard of this Tracy.”
“Since she managed to cling to Vincent, we can only play it cool, it’s disgusting, using such methods.”
“That’s why some people ought to be straightened out by the angels of justice.”
“If she doesn’t show up, it’ll be treated as an automatic forfeit, hahaha, then she’ll have no chance.”
Immediately thereafter, Mu Lan heard noises outside the cubicle — a few women had wedged a mop handle on the door handles of adjacent cubicles, trapping Mu Lan inside.
“Since you love being a companion so much, you might as well wait here.”
Mu Lan frowned, realizing that the comments the women had just made were intended to mock her.
No matter how hard she pushed, she couldn’t open the door while the laughter from the women outside grew even wilder.
“Enjoy yourself, you little bitch.”
“Let me out, what you are doing is illegal! You…”
“Splash” … a sound.
The group of women poured a bucket of filthy wastewater over her head.
“Shut up, you bitch.”
After leaving the restroom, the group also placed cleaning barriers at the entrance to the restroom corridor.
Soaked to the bone, Mu Lan shivered violently.
With time pressing, she had no spare moments for self-pity or dissatisfaction. The urgency was to get out of that place immediately.
She immediately took out her phone and dialed Huo Tingxiao’s mobile number.
However, the other party did not answer the call for a long time.
Mu Lan strived to maintain her composure, although she hadn’t anticipated this turn of events, but she now had to figure out a way to rescue herself.
“Is anyone there? Someone here needs help. Is anybody there?”
She screamed desperately, but she received no response.
Dammit, was she really about to give up because of these vile people?
No, she wouldn’t settle for that!
Backstage, having just finished getting styled, Huo Tingxiao realized he couldn’t find Mu Lan and immediately stopped a staff member.
“Have you seen designer number 6?”
“Sorry, I haven’t seen her.”
Strange, she was just here.
He instinctively reached into his pocket to call Mu Lan, only to realize he had changed his, and the phone wasn’t there.
“He Yan, where’s my phone?”
He Yan opened the bag with clothes, found the phone and handed it to Huo Tingxiao.
Huo Tingxiao noticed several missed calls and immediately called back.
“Sorry… The user you are trying to call has switched off their phone.”
A thought flashed through Huo Tingxiao’s mind—Mu Lan was in trouble!
Meanwhile, in the cubicle, Mu Lan looked at the phone which suddenly turned off and couldn’t help feeling somewhat helpless and despairing.
Damn it, why did it have to be at this time…
“Is there anyone out there? There’s someone trapped in here, I need help!”
