Chapter 342 Different Styles

Yun Kai handed the manuscript to Lun Yangyang, asking her to keep an eye on it for him, as he still had one more competition to attend.

The last one, his chance to make it into the top three, was definitely nerve-wracking and worrisome.

After all, the charm of competition lies in its uncertainty—the outcome can never be guaranteed.

You might think someone is a sure bet for the championship, and yet they might not even make it into the top three, while someone you think has no chance might very well become a dark horse.

Lun Yangyang had been there all day today, and as soon as Ji Huaiyu heard, he immediately came over.

When he arrived, Lun Yangyang was sitting in the garden having afternoon tea.

A smile appeared on Ji Huaiyu's face as he quickly approached, "Sister Yang."

Lun Yangyang took a sip from her teacup and then looked at him, "Didn't you go back to Vogue? You must have a lot to handle just taking over Vogue, so what are you doing here instead of working, young master?"