My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Robin laughed, and so did Freddie, "Robin, you said that! If I win tonight, you'll call me Dad in front of everyone!"

Robin did not put Freddie in his eyes at all, "Don't say call me dad, if you win, let me even call you grandpa!"

"Good! We have a deal!"

After saying this, Freddie didn't bother to continue to talk to Robin, took the microphone handed to him by the host and walked up the catwalk to explain his design concept.

Robin was still smiling wantonly. In fact, Freddie had never hurt him.

On the contrary, Freddie has always treated him as a close friend and has given him his heart and soul, but because Freddie's design talent is so amazing, he just hates Freddie from the bottom of his heart.

He especially hates Freddie with a passion because no matter how hard he tries, he is unable to design eye-catching clothes, while Freddie's designs, however, can easily wow the public.

Robin also knows that jealousy is the devil and will devour one's conscience little by little.

But what to do? In this world, the winner is the king, and with Freddie pressing him, he will never be able to hold his head up for the rest of his life, so he can only squeeze Freddie's talent to pave the way for himself.

And once Freddie is not available to him, he can only destroy him completely!

Robin narrowed his eyes maliciously as he stared expectantly at the entrance to the catwalk, waiting to see Kiki and Freya being laughed at by the world in clothes that 99 had bought online.

The smile on Robin's face never abated, but when Freya and Kiki walked onto the catwalk, he couldn't smile anymore.

He thought that the time he spent at the Court a few years ago was the peak of Freddie's talent; he did not expect that the current Freddie would be able to design even more stunning pieces than a few years ago.

all talents are exhausted, but Freddie's design talent

that Freddie entered in the competition,

entire studio on earth, where did Freddie get the clothes to enter in

techniques, could not be completed overnight, this dress must have been bought

of the catwalk with a microphone, watching Freya and Kiki slowly walk up the catwalk, his vision slowly

Falling Rain.

group of clothes

the design concept, his thoughts can't help but drift

the day of Lucy's funeral

a light rain fell and he stood at her grave and sent her

fell, wetting his cheeks and his vision, and by that time he could no longer tell, so wet in the corners of his eyes, whether it was rain

muse, his faith, and when she is gone, his faith remains

designs are for the faith in his heart. Even if in this life, she never has the chance to wear the clothes he designed for her, he will never put down the pen in his hand, and he will never let

that the colours of Falling Rain

one on Freya, also in smoky green, still has a vintage top and a floor-length skirt

white, with a smoky green sarong that covers and envelops the lining,

the hustle and bustle of the world, like a cold, proud green lotus blooming in

and a large empty piece at the waist, but not for nothing, but with large

red is a brilliant red and the smoky lime is a somewhat cooler shade, not in

blood, and for whom he has fallen into immortality, just

looked at Freya and Kiki on the catwalk in a daze, his eyes couldn't control the trance, he also couldn't help but remember that

all the guests had left, he hugged Lucy's tombstone tightly, and his kiss, as cold as raindrops, fell on her tombstone, kissing away the dust on it for

the moment when the corners of his eyes were a little