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.

They say that all talents are exhausted, but Freddie's design talent is not exhausted!

What's more, the clothes that Freddie entered in the competition, hadn't they been destroyed?

The fire that destroyed the entire studio on earth, where did Freddie get the clothes to enter in such a short time?

Such an exquisite dress, many other embroidery techniques, could not be completed overnight, this dress must

have been bought by Freddie from another designer, he is cheating!

Freddie stood at the edge of the catwalk with a microphone, watching Freya and Kiki slowly walk up the catwalk, his

vision slowly blurred.

Falling Rain.

The name of this group of clothes is called Falling Rain.

As he explains the design concept, his thoughts can't help but drift away.

He vividly remembered that the day of Lucy's funeral was a rainy day.

On that day, a light rain fell and he stood at her grave and sent her on her way.

A light rain 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 or tears.

When Lucy was alive, she was his muse, his faith, and when she is gone, his faith remains unchanged.

All his 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 the needle in his hand rust.

It's quite a coincidence tonight that the colours of Falling Rain and On the Water clash a bit, too.

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

The skirt is lined in a clean, pure white, with a smoky green sarong that covers and envelops the lining, like a smoky

green rain of smoke that falls slowly and deeply on the human heart.

The layers and layers of light rain fall as if, far from all the hustle and bustle of the world, like a cold, proud green

lotus blooming in a paradise.

The one on Kiki, also in the main colour of smoky green, has a back, with a semi-skeletal design and a large empty

piece at the waist, but not for nothing, but with large red raindrops draped over it.

The red is a brilliant red and the smoky lime is a somewhat cooler shade, not in the least abrupt, but in harmony.

It is like, the immortal who has no desire, for whom he has left a tear of blood, and for whom he has fallen into

immortality, just to achieve this love that has fallen in love.

Fillip 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 the day of Lucy's funeral was a drizzly rainy day.

He stood straight in front of her tomb, his expression, as always, cold and indifferent, but after 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 her.

He will also never forget the moment when the corners of his eyes were a little wet.

Something snaked down and he reached out and touched it, not as colourless rain, but as red tears of blood.

That single tear of blood, like the bright red teardrop at Kiki's waist, was magnificent, but carried a lifetime of

sorrow that could not be wiped away.

Fillip couldn't help but glance at Freddie. Being the same fashion designer, there were some things that seemed to

be able to resonate with the soul.

Freddie didn't say who he was designing this set of clothes for, but Fillip just knew that he was designing this set of

clothes for Lucy.

Fillip was somewhat relieved that, in this world, he was not the only one who remembered Lucy.

But in his heart, there was something indescribably sour. He was afraid that Lucy would know that even if she died,

there was still a man who persisted in thinking of her, and her heart would fall on this man.

Fillip smiled to himself, if Lucy could still be alive, he would rather she would have her heart fall on Freddie, but

unfortunately, she couldn't come back.

Ever since Freya and Kiki walked onto the catwalk, Robin's mouth, which had remained slightly open, was still

unable to recover from his shock when they walked off the runway.

Although his design talent was not as good as Freddie's, as a costume designer, he was still able to see that

Freddie's Falling Rain this time was beyond his previous design of On the Water.

His heart was suddenly filled with unspeakable panic.

Freddie's design at its peak was his trump card in this tournament, and he wanted to win in one go, but Freddie's

Falling Rain was able to surpass his work, and his entry in the final afterwards, might also surpass it!

No!

He absolutely cannot let Freddie into the final!

After Freddie finished his explanation, he still walked next to Robin, the corners of his lips with an extremely bright

smile, "Robin, how is the clothes I bought online?"

99 certainly can't buy such a dress, Robin knew that Freddie was deliberately sarcastic, he was so angry, but he still

sneered, "Freddie, do you think if the judges knew that you were plagiarizing, they would still let you into the final?!"