"Mm, I've heard about that competition. It's highly prestigious and fair. The purpose of the competition is to ensure that talent isn't overlooked and to fully explore individuality. So, Xingyan, I believe in you. You can do it—go for it!"
Gu Jingrui extended his long, fair fingers, curled them into a fist, and lightly pressed his lips into a smile. Striking a light-hearted "you can do it" gesture, his deep brows and radiant eyes carried a strong sense of sincerity.
"Mhm, thank you. I think I can, too."
Zhou Xingyan nodded, her words brimming with confidence. In reality, her persistent dedication to design over the past period of time had deepened her passion for her craft. She was even more certain now that this was the career she wanted to devote her life to.
The car sped ahead quickly as Gu Jingrui, ever the gentleman, stopped at the post office's entrance. After accompanying Zhou Xingyan to mail her submission, he drove them to Gu Hospital.
