Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him
Chapter 425: His First Love

Chapter 425: Chapter 425: His First Love

Shu Xue closed the booklet and adjusting her scattered hair, she said, "I wasn’t looking at anyone in particular, just flipping through. All these designers are so impressive, even the least among them is out of reach."

Qiao Xi’s eyes smiled as she softly said, "I heard from Xingzhou that the invited designers are all quite famous both domestically and internationally, and their designs have a personal touch. He wants to make the Future City project successful, so he needs a stunning set of design drawings. Today’s salon is meant to connect the parties involved and put forward Tianyuan Group’s demands."

Good design is born out of great communication.

Shu Xue’s red lips parted slightly, "So, if a designer is confirmed, will Zhou Yu be in constant contact with them?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhou is the project leader."

"Oh."

Shu Xue’s fingers clutched the booklet tightly.

What was she really hoping for?

Suddenly, the media nearby grew restless.

"Xie Liuzheng is here!"

"She just got the Jiandelu Award and has returned to the country! She’s the hottest young designer right now."

"Xie Liuzheng!"

The media chases heat.

Xie Liuzheng might not be the oldest among these designers, but she’s definitely the most talked about.

Especially since she won the Jiandelu Award in the design community, becoming its youngest recipient! This award is usually given to women who have made outstanding contributions to architectural design.

Her design style is very distinctive, truly one of a kind.

Adored by many, she’s known as a genius in architecture.

"Xie Liuzheng, now that you’re back in the country, are you looking to compete for the design of Future City? How confident are you?"

Qiao Xi and Shu Xue looked over.

A woman dressed in a black satin shirt with a scarf collar and an oat-colored ankle-length skirt entered, casually draping a blazer over her arm.

Extremely intelligent and stylish.

Her features were refined, with clear, sharp facial lines, and her figure slender and tall.

Not instantly stunning, but incredibly captivating the more one looked, the more mysterious she seemed.

Facing the media’s question, her expression remained cool and distant.

"Sorry, I don’t take any interviews."

These media were invited by Tianyuan Group, and if designers chose not to give interviews, they wouldn’t insist.

They soon dispersed.

Capable and savvy reporters could dig out the news they wanted from this salon, while the less adept could only sigh in disappointment, unable to even get a sip of the stew.

Qiao Xi reflected, "So that’s Xie Liuzheng."

Even her name carried a breeze of decisiveness and elegance.

Xie Liuzheng approached their vicinity, picked up a cup of freshly brewed coffee from a server, and started drinking near the bar, apparently busy replying to messages on her phone.

Shu Xue’s breathing became erratic.

This wasn’t the first time she had come across the name Xie Liuzheng.

In the corner of Zhou Yu’s storage room lay a box of Xie Liuzheng’s design drafts, and she had even stumbled upon the design drawings of the house he lived in. Turns out, even that house was decorated based on Xie Liuzheng’s designs.

There were also searches for Xie Liuzheng in his phone’s history.

Had his recent coldness been because... Xie Liuzheng was returning to the country?

Because Xie Liuzheng was his ex-girlfriend!

Seeing Xie Liuzheng’s resume, Shu Xue couldn’t even feel jealousy.

The gap was too wide!

She was just a woman Zhou Yu played with and couldn’t bear to throw away, forcing himself into a binding marital relationship with her.

But between Xie Liuzheng and him, there might have been many irreplaceable memories, making even a wanderer like Zhou Yu nostalgic enough to keep her belongings and live in a house she designed.

Who initiated their breakup?

Perhaps Shu Xue’s gaze was too intense, for Xie Liuzheng turned her head and looked over, her dark eyes carrying a touch of aloofness.

Shu Xue immediately averted her eyes.

It was too awkward.

"Shu Xue, what’s wrong?" Qiao Xi looked at her worriedly, "You look pale. Are you feeling unwell? Should we go back?"

Shu Xue shook her head and said, "I’ll go to the restroom."

"Do you know where it is? Do you need me to accompany you..."

"I’ll ask the waiter."

Shu Xue got up and left.

Qiao Xi pursed her lips and happened to see Zhou Yu entering; he was dressed exceptionally formally and even his expression was more serious than usual, exuding an aura of quiet authority.

This version of Zhou Yu added a sense of solidity.

An employee approached him and reminded, "Mr. Zhou, most of the attendees have arrived. A few couldn’t make it due to flight delays, and they’ve called to apologize regretfully."

"I know. Go and tell everyone to freely find seats and chat. I will engage with each table in a moment. Architecture design is really their forte; I hope this salon provides them with inspiration."

"Okay, when will President Huo arrive?"

"He should be a while longer."

Zhou Yu looked around and surprisingly spotted Qiao Xi sitting alone in a corner. He quickly approached her, "Sister-in-law, why didn’t you let me know you were coming? Did they arrange for you to sit here?"

Qiao Xi, thinking he was busy, replied, "I just came to join in the fun. Go on with your tasks, don’t mind me."

Shu Xue had mentioned not wanting Zhou Yu to know she was here, so she chose not to bring it up.

"Alright then, just look around. Huo Er will be here soon. You can hang out together."

"Okay."

Qiao Xi smiled gently and nodded her head.

At this moment, the design salon had begun. Designers from both domestically and abroad had chosen their seats. The circle was small, and they became acquainted over time. Naturally, they started chatting without needing anyone to facilitate.

As the responsible person of the organizer, Zhou Yu naturally had to greet each table politely.

He was accustomed to social engagements; such events were second nature to him.

Qiao Xi watched him from afar, handling everything effortlessly.

Until he sat down at the group with Xie Liuzheng, who, despite appearing aloof, discussed professional topics proficiently.

The four-five people here were immersed in the design concepts Xie Liuzheng brought up, vying to express their opinions.

The discussion was fierce.

Zhou Yu, holding a coffee, somewhat struggled to join the conversation, appearing a bit awkward.

Xie Liuzheng, seemingly oblivious to his status as the project manager of Tianyuan Group, lounged leisurely on the couch, hitting on key points as soon as she spoke.

She truly embodied an air of confident independence, beautifully resolute.

After a spirited discussion, they finally had time to address Zhou Yu.

"Mr. Zhou, do you think the concept proposed by Weiwei fits the design style of Future City?"

Weiwei was Xie Liuzheng’s English name; she was known by this name abroad.

Zhou Yu felt somewhat conflicted and looked towards the relaxed and confident Xie Liuzheng, saying, "Miss Xie is highly professional. But ultimately, we’ll have to see the results of everyone’s design drafts. President Huo will make the final decision."

Xie Liuzheng chuckled contentedly, "Mr. Zhou is still the same as before, uninterested in design."

A designer beside them asked, "Do you two know each other?"

"Not really."

"An ex-partner."

Xie Liuzheng openly looked at Zhou Yu, "Saying not really, are you afraid your girlfriend will misunderstand?" She glanced in Qiao Xi’s direction, having noticed that Zhou Yu spoke especially tenderly to that lady earlier.

Zhou Yu explained, "That’s my sister-in-law, President Huo’s wife."

Xie Liuzheng sipped her coffee with a smile, "Sorry, I haven’t been back to the country in a long time and am out of the loop."

She seemed to have completely moved on from the relationship, able to tease her ex like a normal friend.

The designers seated together sensed they had a past and courteously shifted to other tables to converse with other designers.

This left Xie Liuzheng and Zhou Yu alone in the sofa area.

Zhou Yu’s heart felt as if it were weighed down by a heavy stone, his face devoid of expression as he said, "Didn’t you say you’d never return to our country in this lifetime? What brought you back?"