Fake Marriage To The Richest Tycoon-Chapter 294 - 293: The competition

The competition officially started! The judges and juries took their respective seats, a long catwalk cut through the large hotel floor.

They had chosen a hotel to host the competition. Soon the judges started to announce the rules.

All media from various sources came and cover the news. Some influencers and bloggers even live broadcast the competition. The place was noisy from inside and outside.

"The winning side will be evaluated for authenticity and originality, design concept and quality, pattern construction, vision and fashion factor, creativity and craftsmanship, potential for commercial production, and overall stylistic concept. Last but not the least, the theme! I believe that they had agreed on the theme the last time," the host announced.

"The judges will evaluate and discuss with jury. Not only that, we will count the impact from the audience. If the audience’s reaction and engagement during the competition is positive, then the judges and jury will add some extra points!"

The judges were seated behind a fancy table. Everywhere was surrounded by glitz and glamour, beautiful boutique of flowers adorned the hotel halls, flowing champagne and Hors d’oeuvre were served on the table.

The theme was ’Anywhere, Anytime.’

Monsieur Dion sat opposite Qin Zhuzhu. He nodded a greeting to her, Qin Zhuzhu smiled and returned his greeting.

"Each side will have ten models to showcase ten different clothing! First up, Monsieur Dion!"

A female model strut down the runway, catwalking gracefully. She exuded confidence and grace in a long flowy white dress.

Qin Zhuzhu looked around. Where was Sanya? She mouthed to Jingmin. Jingmin quickly disappeared into the backroom to search for Sanya.

They will be evaluated for everything, the model, the confidence of the said models, the hairstyle, dressing, accessories, makeup and in terms of his they strut the runway with style, poise and confidence.

And where was Shentu Mingye? With him, the chances of scoring points would be higher.

"They are not here," Jingmin said.

Qin Zhuzhu took out her phone and texted Sanya.

Qin Zhuzhu: [Sanya, you idiot! Bring that stupid guy over quickly!]

Sanya’s eyes almost popped out when she saw how much XiaoZhu cursed her.

Sanya: [You rotten Pearl! I’m on my way! What makes you think that I’m with him?!]

Qin Zhuzhu: [I don’t care! No matter what, bring him here!]

She sent her the location with a angry emoji.

Qin Zhuzhu: [Or else!]

Fuck! Or else?! Since when did Qin Zhuzhu get so serious with her??!

Sanya was in a taxi on the way to the hotel. Then she remembered that Shentu Mingye was going to go to airport back to Shengjing. No, she can’t let him return!

She asked the driver to turn around and go to the airport.

The cab raced like a bullet train to the airport. But when she reached the airport, she saw the plane took off the runway! She was late! Sanya stomped in frustration!

"Fuck! Bastard! Asshole!" Sanya cursed, breathless.

Now what was she going to do? They needed Shentu Mingye to win the men’s round. If she had been more useful, then things wouldn’t turn out this way. She rested her palms on her knees, scolding herself for being a useless person.

"Are you looking for me?" A voice startled her from behind.

Sanya’s eyes widened, recognizing that voice. She straightened up and whirled around.

Sure enough, she wasn’t imagining. Shentu Mingye stood there, smiling at her.

"You bastard! Where have you been?! Why didn’t you answer your phone?!" Sanya scolded him angrily, yet she was secretly relieved that he didn’t leave.

"My phone ran out of battery. Why? What’s up? Or did you miss me too much?" His eyes twinkled with a teasing tone.

"Miss my butt! Come with me! XiaoZhu needs you!" Sanya grabbed his wrist and started to pull him along.

"Woah, wait up! Why should I come with you?" He pulled his wrist out of her grip.

"What do you mean?" Sanya had a confused yet angry look on her face.

"I meant to say," Shentu Mingye smiled wickedly at her as if he knew what she wanted him to do. "I’ll only agree to come with you if you agree to one of my conditions,"

"Y-you!" Sanya’s nostrils flared. He was still taking advantage of her at this time!

"You have no choice. Either leave without me, either agree to my condition,"

"Fine. I agreed. What is it?" Leaving with no choice and a ticking clock, Sanya instantly agreed to it without hesitation.

"I’ll tell you after the competition. Let’s go," he let her lead the way, watching with amusement at how anxious she was.

Suddenly Sanya stopped short in her tracks. "Shit, there’s no transportation here!" She cried out.

"No worries. Follow me," Shentu Mingye was calm as he motioned for her to come to the carpark. At the carpark, Sanya’s jaws dropped when they stood in front of a Harley Davidson.

"This??? Can you even ride? How about you let me drive?" She scrutinized him from head to toe, eyeing his slender figure.

"What? You think I can’t?" He gave her a ridiculous look and swung his leg over it, starting the engine. "Hurry up. If we are late, I’ll put the blame on you!"

"Hmph!" Sanya snatched the helmet from him and sat behind Shentu Mingye. Shentu Mingye had a smile as he stepped on the accelerator, causing the motorcycle to jerk forward and Sanya’s fingers unconsciously wrapped around his waist. freeweɓnøvel.com

A smile made its way to his lips as he felt her warm palms on him, her breath in his ears and her scent of some unknown flowers filled his nostrils.

Without realizing, Sanya felt safe and calm. Buildings zipped past the them. The two of them didn’t exchange a word until they arrived at the hotel.

Sanya dragged Shentu Mingye with her to Qin Zhuzhu.

"XiaoZhu, I found him!"

"Okay! Just in time! Mingye, you’re up next!"

"No problem!" Shentu Mingye followed the stylist before giving Sanya a wink.

Suddenly, one of the team members came running to her.