CEO’s Contract Sweet Wife

0However, her inner heart was not as calm as it seemed on the surface. The source of this audio frequency... Could it be him? At that time, it seemed like he was the only one there …    

    

After the host announced today's topic, Wen Zhixia finally came back to her senses.    

    

"In addition, there is another joyous news that we need to share with everyone today. Rong's Group has just received the invitation from Country Z, and Z Nation's Third Prince is about to get married. The victor of this competition will possibly directly participate in the design of the princess' dress."    

    

"So today's request is for everyone to design a dazzling wedding dress in the shortest amount of time possible."    

    

Wen Zhixia had never designed a wedding dress before, but she also had a longing for one. Wearing a pure white wedding dress and entering the auditorium with her beloved should be the wish of every girl since childhood.    

    

Seated in her seat, Wen Zhixia closed her eyes and the scene of the wedding appeared in her mind. Unknowingly, her easy face had appeared in Wen Zhixia's mind.    

    

Wen Zhixia abruptly opened her eyes and looked up at the audience seating. The second floor was empty.    

    

Was it her imagination? Why did she always feel it was easy to see her from a certain position?    

    

Wen Zhixia shook her head and stopped thinking. She raised her hand, picked up the brush, and started drawing on the paper.    

    

A wedding dress slowly appeared in front of Wen Zhixia. The wedding was supposed to make people happy, but in Wen Zhixia's eyes, there was a deep sense of regret and sadness.    

    

As she looked at the wedding dress before her eyes, the figure that appeared in her mind was unexpectedly still simple. Could it be that the dream of marriage was actually that easy to come by? A light suddenly flashed in her eyes as she increased the power in her hands.    

    

As time passed, Wen Zhixia put down her brush and a pure black wedding dress appeared on the paper. It was in stark contrast to the pure white of the painting paper.    

    

This work is destined not to be recognized, let alone awarded, and it is not at all in keeping with the meaning of a blissful wedding.    

    

Although she already had a guess in her heart, this was her current state of mind, and she wasn't willing to change it.    

    

The etiquette lady took away each designer's competing work and projected it onto the large screen behind her.    

    

Each designer took turns to elaborate his or her own design philosophy. Wen Zhixia was the last one.    

    

When Wen Zhixia's work appeared on the big screen, everyone present revealed a shocked expression.    

    

Hearing the questioning, there was no trace of panic on her face.    

    

Wen Zhixia stood up steadily and walked to the center of the stage.    

    

"Black has always been unacceptable during weddings, as if black doesn't represent happiness. Beautiful, this is a misunderstanding on everyone's part. And the wedding dress I designed today is black."    

    

"I know that the most intuitive feeling this wedding dress gives everyone is that it is taboo and binding, but a wedding is the beginning of a marriage. It is not just a form, it is a promise of courage."    

    

"And marriage is mutual restraint. Marriage is the establishment of a family. We are no longer naive, we are wives, we are husbands, we understand the meaning of responsibility."    

    

Perhaps she would never have such a family in her life, but that was her truest understanding of marriage and family. Everyone was concerned about the romance of a wedding.    

    

Many people ignore the fact that a wedding is just a formality, and that its real meaning is the beginning of a marriage.    

    

As soon as Wen Zhixia finished speaking, everyone present seemed to sink into deep thought. A moment later, applause sounded …    

    

As Wen Zhixia finished her presentation, the judges began to discuss today's work.    

    

Wen Zhixia stood in the corner and her eyes dimmed.    

    

She didn't have much hope for her work. Her design idea was too extreme, so it really wasn't suitable for a wedding.    

    

It was as if a century had passed and the ceremonial lady had handed the results of the competition to the host in front of all the spectators.    

    

"Ladies and gentlemen, the result is in my hands. I announce that the first place winner of this year's competition will be the designer... "Miss Lu Yao, Miss Lu."    

    

Lu Yao walked to the front of the stage and gracefully bowed deeply.    

    

"The designer who got second place in this year's competition is... Cheng Tian, Mr. Cheng. "    

    

Cheng Tian glanced at Wen Zhixia beside him, then walked to Lu Yao's side and stood still.    

    

"The third place designer of this year's competition is... "Wow, that's Wen Zhixia, Miss Wen."    

    

Hearing the voice of the host, Wen Zhixia's face revealed a shocked expression. She looked at the host at a loss, but was reminded by the host to stand at Lu Yao's other side.    

    

As the representative of the judges, Ouyang Meiya gave a brief review of the three paintings. When she mentioned Wen Zhixia, her gaze became gentle.    

    

"This black wedding dress is indeed creative. The profound meaning behind it reminds us of the true meaning of this wedding. Therefore, we have decided to give the third place to Wen Zhiwen, Miss Xia."    

    

Wen Zhixia looked at Ouyang Meiya's warm gaze. Her pair of large, pitch-black eyes were filled with mist. If Ouyang Meiya hadn't appeared, perhaps she wouldn't be where she was today.    

    

"Today, there's also a huge surprise, which is the CEO of our Rong's Group, Young Master Rong. Now, let's use our warm applause to welcome Young Master Rong as the winner of the three awards ceremony."    

    

The host's words immediately caused a stir in the venue. Immediately, thunderous applause rang out. It was easy to be mysterious and would not easily appear in public view. This was truly a rare occasion.    

    

As Wen Zhixia watched the stranger walk up the stage step by step, she couldn't help but focus her attention on Yi Yuan.    

    

The last time, she told herself, the last time she would look at things this seriously. After today, she would completely disappear from this world of ease.    

    

She suddenly felt very fortunate. Today was perhaps the most eye-catching day since they had first met, and she was very lucky to be able to witness it together with her.    

    

After easily handing out trophies and flowers to Lu Yao and Cheng Tian, he walked in front of Wen Zhixia and handed the trophy over to her.    

    

Tears flickered in her eyes as she looked at Wen Zhixia. Other than praise, the ease in her eyes was heartache.    

    

Unexpectedly, he didn't know that Wen Zhixia had such a gift for design. It seemed that she had been with him for a long time, and he had always wanted to protect her under his wing. However, he had never seriously considered the life that Wen Zhixia wanted.    

    

It's too late to find out now...    

    

Wen Zhixia reached out to grab the trophy in her hand, but it was so easy to grab her hand.    

    

"Congratulations, Zhixia. I'm sorry that I didn't know you liked design so much in the past."    

    

Wen Zhixia's voice was filled with grief, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes. However, the corners of her mouth still lifted upwards as the tears landed on the corners of her lips.