Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

"After all, this is the first time since you got married that you've won the most golden award, so it would be a real shame if Mr. Murphy doesn't attend."

When Violet heard Aimee's words, she raised her head and smiled, "He'll be attending, but a little later, probably when I get on stage."

Aimee nodded, "That's more like it, how could Mr. Murphy miss the award ceremony for his wife?"

"Didn't you just ask if he would attend, and now you're saying how he could possibly miss it, Aimee, I find you're quite good at finding excuse." Violet looked at her with amusement.

Aimee heatedly smiled, "We have to, so that we can be smooth in whatever circles."

"That's true." Violet did not deny it.

Aimee's eyes rolled and thought of something, coming closer to her, "Right Violet, you only woke up at noon today, did the gift I gave you good? How do you feel?"

Hearing this, Violet blushed, and with embarrassment, she slapped Aimee, "You still have the nerve to mention this, I was going to forget about it."

With that, Violet put her hands around Aimee's neck and shook her fiercely.

Aimee was dizzy from her shaking, she hurriedly opened her mouth to beg for mercy, "Violet ...... Violet, calm down, stop shaking, I'm dizzy, I should throw up later." "You deserved it!" Violet grunted.

Although she said so, she still released Aimee with a soft heart, "Originally, I was quite looking forward to the gift you gave me, but I didn't expect that what you gave me was actually something like that." Looking at Violet's flushed face, Aimee heatedly laughed, "Didn't I say, you and Mr. Murphy just got back together after a cold war, and are in need of enhancing your feelings, so I thought about it for a long time before I decided to send this, this is the most direct way to formalize your feelings, and I'm doing it for your own good. You don't thank me, you actually pinched me."

"You still say that." Violet glared at her, "Do you know that when I saw it last night, I almost died of shame, in short, you are not allowed to mention this matter again, or I am not going to let you go, do you hear me?"

She pointed at Aimee, giving a vicious warning.

Aimee spat out her tongue and reluctantly agreed, "Fine, fine, I know, just don't mention it."

"Good, or else when you get married later, I'll give you this too." Violet threatened.

She thought Aimee would be embarrassed and refuse in a hurry, but her eyes would light up and she nodded excitedly, "Okay, okay."Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

." When Violet saw her like this, she suddenly had nothing to say.

Shaking her head helplessly, Violet was too lazy to care about her.

The more you pay attention to her, the more immodest she becomes, and the more she might say something that would make you blush.

As she thought, Violet lowered her head and continued to look at her phone.

Aimee knew she didn't want to talk to her and wasn't offended because she knew very well that her best friend had a thinner skin, no more than herself.

Her own personality is immodest, and she knows it very well herself, as does her best friend.

Her best friend just didn't bother with her for fear that she would say something else inappropriate next, which she understood.

Soon, they arrived at the tournament hall and it was simply packed, with the press almost taking over the hall.

These media are not only foreign media, but also many media that have come over from home specifically for Violet.

After all, it was the first time since the founding of the country, a national won the championship and was given the opportunity to design the dresses worn by the important figures of each country at the opening ceremony of the World Games.

As a result, Violet and Aimee are now simply famous in the country, and have given the nation pride and bragging rights.

After all, there have been so many World Games, and in the past, the dresses for those important national figures attending were designed by designers from other countries, and domestic designers never had the chance.

Now that it is available, the country is naturally happy.

No, as soon as Violet and Aimee stepped out of the car, they were spotted by the national media and then surrounded by a crowd.

By the time Violet and Aimee had finished their interviews with the journalists and were rescued by the bodyguards, more than half an hour had passed.

The two were escorted by the bodyguards and finally entered the clubhouse. By this time, Violet and Aimee's hair was all messy.

But instead of feeling upset, the two looked at each other and smiled.

They knew very well that they had done the country proud by securing the first opportunity to design dresses for important figures from countries all over the world, which is why those media reporters were so excited that they went out of their way to mob them and interview them, causing their hair to get

messed up.

But they don't blame them; they are too happy, so naturally they don't blame them for their excitement.

"Phew, we are finally out." Aimee said with a sigh of relief as she straightened her hair.

Violet was also fixing her hair and smiled when she heard her words, "Yeah, it's a good thing we didn't let Adrian and the others get too far away, otherwise we'd still be in the encirclement at this moment." "That's right, let's go, it's getting late, the awards opening will start soon." Aimee urged as she looked at her phone.

Violet followed her with her bag.

The opening of the awards was just a simple matter of people from the competition organisers, one by one, taking to the stage to speak.

It was only after the speeches that the prize-giving took place, starting with the third-place finisher.

Although the third and second runners-up did not receive as much as the winner, they were not far off.

Even its top ten finishers were rewarded with certificates, which, although not preceded by trophies, carried a lot of gold.

Violet and Aimee sat on the stage and watched as the third runner-up came on stage to receive their award and had to speak afterwards.

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Aimee couldn't help but gripe as she watched, "This awarding session is too slow, just go down after the trophies are awarded, why do we have to leave people to speak? I'm tired of listening to everyone's speeches, and this is still the third runner-up. It will at least take two hours before our turn."

Violet looked at the clothing

designers who had spoken for a few minutes above and hadn't finished speaking, and nodded approvingly "Indeed, but it's a rare opportunity to stand on a podium like this and speak, and it's normal that they would talk for so long."

"Humph, they look like they have prepared a draft in advance and read it out, we two have not prepared anything, when we go up there, we will definitely just thank everyone and be done with it." Aimee said.

Violet laughed lightly, "That's right, in that case, compared to them, aren't we two a bit too perfunctory?"

"We two are champions, we are qualified to perfunctory." Aimee waved her hand unconcernedly, but the smugness in her eyes could not be concealed.

Violet shook her head in amusement, then stopped talking and watched intently as the man on stage spoke.

Time passed and after two hours the awards ceremony finally came to the fifth place of the top ten.

The second and third places have been awarded and the next was the second and third places.

As soon as the fifth place had passed and the fourth place finisher had claimed his prize, it was their turn to win the grand finale.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐