Chapter 795   - Spare the Singles Like Us (1)

That made a lot of sense for Feng Tianyi. If Zhang Jiren was bidding for the sake of Li Meili, then he shouldn't have to get in the way and allow his brother-in-law to have the Black Nightingale's Dryad of the Trees. If Feng Tianyi was in Zhang Jiren's place, he would have done the same thing to make sure Tang Moyu would be happy.

"You should have told me earlier, Moyu!" Feng Tianyi frowned. "I wouldn't dare to raise the bid have I known his intention towards Li Meili's dress."

Ah, he understood now. Zhang Jiren was also a wife-doting husband like him. How could he not understand his brother-in-law's predicament? As a fellow wife-doting husband, he supported Zhang Jiren wholeheartedly.

For this very reason, Feng Tianyi didn't dare to bid any higher than Zhang Jiren did, even though the amount wasn't an issue to him.

"One hundred million! Going once! Going twice! Going thrice!" No one dared to bid higher than Zhang Jiren's bid this time. "Sold!"

Everyone kept their silence before Feng Tianyi clapped his hands, congratulating Zhang Jiren's win before the rest of the attendees followed his lead.

"Congratulations, Mr. Zhang for winning the bid! Now, would Mr. Zhang please join us on stage to sign the deed of sale and receive the certificate of ownership for the Black Nightingale's Dryad of the Trees?" the auctioneer called Zhang Jiren excitedly.

"I can't believe this. Did we attend this event tonight only to be given dog food by this couple? Why couldn't we have a husband like Mr. Zhang?" Someone within the crowd asked in a teasing voice.

"He just spent $100 million just to buy his wife's creation. I mean… wow! That's some kind of dedication Zhang Jiren has there."

Zhang Jiren didn't waste time and went up the stage. After signing the deed of sale, he went to Li Meili and pulled her into a hug.

The sudden affection Li Meili received from him shocked her but she didn't pull away. In fact, the urge to break down and cry on his c.h.e.s.t was so strong, she trembled under his touch. She knew she was being too emotional, but she couldn't help it.

How did Zhang Jiren know? How did he know that she didn't want to sell her winning entry? This man had repeatedly saved her— helped her without asking anything in return. Li Meili could never thank him enough for all the things he'd done for her sake.

"It's alright, Meili. Don't cry anymore. You won't have to part with your dress," Zhang Jiren murmured.

"Thank you," she whispered in return. She hoped in the future, she would be able to return his kindness.

"Mr. Zhang, may we know why you bid for your wife's dress? Does the dress hold some sentimental value for you?" The host came and asked Zhang Jiren excitedly. Her eyes were bright as she asked the question everyone was curious about.

"You can say that." Zhang Jiren gave her a slight nod before glancing at Li Meili who held onto his arm, refusing to let him go.

"You see, the Dryad of the Trees is something my wife worked hard on for months. Even when she got pregnant, she still insisted that she wouldn't withdraw her participation in this competition and finish the work she had started. My wife isn't a person who would easily back down from a challenge, and I'm proud of her. I bid for the dress because I know how important it is to her, and because I want our daughter to see how amazing her mother was when she joined this competition."

"My god, they are really throwing dog food left and right. Can these two spare singles like us?"

"I really want to be in Li Meili's shoes right now. I want to be spoiled by a handsome husband like Zhang Jiren too."

"Ha! Keep wishing. Maybe someday you would be able to meet a man like him!"

Finally, the ceremony approached its end. This time, Tang Moyu and Feng Tianyi came down from the VIP lounge and greeted Li Meili and Zhang Jiren below the stage.

"Congratulations, Meili." Tang Moyu smiled at her friend whose eyes were filled with tears by now.

Li Meili threw herself at the empress's arms, while holding her award in one hand. She really did it. She really won the award! This time, her name wouldn't be known because she was an heiress of the Li family, but because she was the person behind the famous designer, the Black Nightingale.

"Moyu, thank you! Thank you…" Li Meili sobbed and allowed her tears to roll down her face. She didn't care if it would ruin her makeup because she couldn't contain her emotions any longer.

"What are you saying?" Tang Moyu gently brushed her friend's hair. "You are the one who worked hard to reach this point and win the award, right? Before anything else, you should congratulate yourself for a job well done."

Li Meili shook her head and parted from the empress. She accepted the hanky her husband handed her to wipe her tears dry.

"But you are the first one who believed I would be able to do it. You are the one who gave me the chance to pave the way to my dreams— but you are right." She then looked down at her hands. So many times she had hurt her fingers for the amount of mistakes she had done while working on her dresses.

It was hard to believe that after years of painstakingly working for her dream, here she was holding her first award. Her hard work really did pay off, but she was also lucky that she had someone who believed in her in the first place. If it wasn't for Tang Moyu, Li Meili knew that she would never have had the courage to fight for what she wanted to do in her life no matter how her parents disapproved her decision.