Song Hongshan's brows were still furrowed, and his face didn't look very good.
Song Chengwei poured a glass of water, handed it to Song Hongshan and said, "I know dad cherishes Mingyi's talent and doesn't want her reputation to be affected by those messy things. However, you have forgotten that from the moment Song Mingyi was imprisoned, Her reputation is destined to be bad.
Besides, it doesn't matter if your reputation is ruined, and it doesn't matter if you are kicked out of the Lu family. Our Song family is still here, we are all blood relatives, how can we not take care of Ming Yi? As for whether her ruined reputation will affect her status as Master Yin Si, it's actually very simple. Just let Ming Yi draw the design and publish it under Yu Yao's name.
Dad, you also know that Yuyao was raised by you, and she is the closest to her father. "
Song Hongshan's brows suddenly relaxed, he reached out to pick up the cup in front of him, drank all the water in it, and said approvingly: "You are indeed my valued son. He is thoughtful. Even if you have already figured out what to do, then Just do it, as a father I will always support you."
After Song Hongshan finished speaking, he hummed and left.
Song Yuyao was very surprised: "Isn't Dad unwilling to let a man and a child ruin Song Mingyi? Why did he suddenly change his mind?"
"Of course it's because Song Mingyi is stupid. She is so stupid that she broke up with the Song family and disowned her father. Therefore, compared to her, a daughter who is full of resentment towards the Song family, to be Master Yin Si, my father would rather have you, a well-behaved and obedient person, raised by him. The eldest daughter will be Master Yin Si."
Song Yuyao was stunned for a moment before she understood. Her face was full of sincerity: "Brother, you are so smart. With you here, I will definitely play Song Mingyi to death!"
So what if Song Mingyi becomes Master Yin Si?
Isn't it just a thing for her to play with?
Song Chengwei looked at Song Yuyao's happy face with a doting smile on his face.
…
Song Mingyi followed Lu Shenxing and walked out of the gymnasium surrounded by a large group of people.
At this time, the press conference has ended, but the number of people outside the stadium continues to increase, and it is still a huge crowd.
Each of them put their feet up and looked forward to it.
Master Yin Si is the most popular fashion design master in recent years. It is thanks to Yin Si that Huaguo Clothing has its current status in the world.
It can be said that Master Yin Si is a symbol of spirituality in the hearts of many people.
Now that she has appeared, especially since she was regarded as a plagiarist by so many people before, this makes everyone even more curious and makes her fans crazy.
For a time, she had a huge number of fans and a huge crowd of people.
Even the nearby police station sent police cars to maintain order.
When Song Mingyi saw this scene, she just wanted to shrink back.
What she always disliked the most was excitement and noise.
When I won an award before, I refused to accept it, and I never appeared in front of people under the name Yin Si, just for fear of trouble.
Suddenly Song Mingyi's wrist was grabbed.
It's Lu Shenxing.
Lu Shenxing raised his eyes and looked at Song Mingyi and said, "Why are you running? Now that you have been exposed, where can you run? Song Mingyi." Lu Shenxing's tone became more serious: "You have to be upright and let everyone see you, so those monsters don't dare to jump around at will. Huh."
Song Mingyi was stunned for a moment. She looked at Lu Shenxing, and her eyes happened to meet his.
At that moment, she seemed to gain immense strength from Lu Shenxing's gaze.
Suddenly, at this moment, her heart seemed to be filled with courage.
Song Mingyi just let Lu Shenxing hold her hand and walk out of the gym.
A large group of reporters rushed over instantly.
They are like a school of fish competing for fish food.
"Miss Song, you went from a criminal to a fashion designer Yin Si. What did you pay for along the way?"
"Ms. Song, even though you are Si's boss and the chief designer of Lu's, where will you focus on your work in the future?"
"Ms. Song, I heard before that the Golden Summit Award team intends to invite you to be a judge. Will you participate?"
"Miss Song, someone said before that Yin Si took over the talent in China's fashion design industry, which caused the talent in China's design industry to wither in recent years. There is no one who can surpass you. What do you say?"
As soon as Song Mingyi raised his hand, Yan Zheng immediately handed over the microphone.
Song Mingyi's eyes swept over everyone.
Anyone who caught Song Mingyi's gaze unconsciously shut up.
The originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet.
Song Mingyi then spoke: "I am very grateful to the Golden Summit Award team for their recognition. If they need it, I will be obliged to do so. As for the future work arrangements, I will post them on my personal account on Weibo later. If you are interested, you can go Take a look. Someone just said that I alone have all the talent in the fashion design world. I don’t agree with this statement.”
Song Mingyi raised her voice and said: "I am a vast country with a history of five thousand years and a profound cultural heritage. Outstanding people are like stars in the sky. How can it be possible for me to take all the talents now? I know this is your love for me, but It’s better not to say such things again.”
Song Mingyi's later words were a bit harsh, but they were met with applause.
Suddenly a sharp voice rang out: "Miss Song, is it true that you have been in prison for five years?"
Song Mingyi looked up and saw a reporter looking at her excitedly, as if he wanted to pull her off the stage.
"Yes." Song Mingyi admitted cleanly.
No matter why she was imprisoned back then, the moment she nodded, it could not be erased, and she had no intention of erasing it.
Song Mingyi said loudly: "I have been in prison. There is no legal provision that people who have been in prison cannot start a new life or make any achievements."
"Well said!" Han Bing, who was hiding in the crowd, shouted.
"That's very well said."
"Yeah, so what if she went to jail? This can only mean that she has made mistakes and has nothing to do with the honor she later achieved."
"We can look at this from another angle. Song Mingyi has been released now, which means that except for the mistakes she made in the past, she is now clean. She doesn't have to worry about the collapse of her house."
"Don't you really think that Song Mingyi like this is very inspiring? Especially, it can inspire those young people who have taken the wrong path because of their youth, so that they can strive for self-improvement."
"..."
Ding dong.
Ding dong.
Suddenly, the sound of text messages kept ringing.
Almost everyone present received the text message.
The reporters at the front were shocked when they took out their mobile phones and saw the content of the text message.
"Oh my God, this can't be true. How could Song Mingyi do such a thing?"
"What's fake must be fake."
Song Mingyi heard their whispers and immediately realized that someone must be doing something behind the scenes again.
At this time, Yan Zheng had already walked over with his mobile phone, looking anxious. He lowered his voice and said: "Designer Song, I received news that you abandoned your husband and son for glory and wealth. This is too ridiculous!"
As soon as Yan Zheng finished speaking, a little boy in rags squeezed out of the crowd and rushed towards Song Mingyi.
"Mom, I finally found you!"
