When Love Turns the Tables: The Mysterious Husband's Chase-Chapter 749: She Really Struck Gold (9)
"You studied design?"
Mu Ke shook his head, "No, I learned to draw when I was little. By chance, I drew some blueprints, which were later taken by a friend to enter a competition, and inexplicably I got this."
Sheng Jiayu felt a bit embarrassed, inexplicably?
She didn’t know much about the industry, but she had heard of that award; it was internationally recognized, quite prestigious. He described it so nonchalantly.
Sheng Jiayu slowly put the trophy back, "So you haven’t designed anything since?"
Mu Ke nodded, "Yeah."
Suddenly, there was another moment of silence, before he spoke again, "No, I did design something."
"What?"
"That necklace."
Sheng Jiayu froze, necklace?
The necklace he gave her was designed by him?
Wait...
Something seemed off.
The thought that flashed through her mind earlier resurfaced. Sheng Jiayu pursed her lips, speaking with a touch of disbelief, "Are you ’SM’?"
Mu Ke remained as indifferent as ever, nodding, "Yes, at the time I couldn’t reveal my real name due to certain reasons, so I used that." 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
Sheng Jiayu was completely blindsided; the legendary "SM" in the design world was right beside her, and he hadn’t realized it was such an impressive thing.
Sheng Jiayu felt like she’d struck gold.
Mu Ke, the youngest authority in the medical world, not only excelled in surgery but also had significant influence in psychology.
And now he had another identity.
Sheng Jiayu had always thought highly of herself, setting aside her failed marriage, her skills and education were top-notch, but now she felt utterly outmatched by Mu Ke.
Seeing through her thoughts, Mu Ke smiled lightly, "I know there’s some exaggerated reporting about ’SM’ out there, but the design was just a coincidence; I’m not from a professional background. It was just luck, but I never produced any more works, which led to its mystical reputation."
Sheng Jiayu agreed with Mu Ke’s view; life does have many coincidences, but even so, she found it hard to believe.
She had seen Mu Ke’s collection, and the external praise was not exaggerated—"astonishing, like a masterpiece from a god."
If Mu Ke really pursued design, he probably wouldn’t come up with anything groundbreaking again; having that experience was enough.
"So why ’SM’?"
Sheng Jiayu casually asked, many wouldn’t reveal their real names to the public, but would at least choose a name that sounds pleasant; his was really...
Mu Ke was taken aback, pausing for several seconds before speaking, "Initials."
Initials?
For a moment, Sheng Jiayu couldn’t grasp it, Mu Ke’s initials?
Shouldn’t it be "MK"?
Or was it his English name initials?
Before Sheng Jiayu could think more, Mu Ke calmly replied, "Sheng Jiayu and Mu Ke, SM."
The study was brightly lit, and Sheng Jiayu stared at Mu Ke with messy hair, feeling as if she’d been struck by lightning.
SM was "Sheng’s" S and "Mu’s" M?
But how was that possible?
That collection was released several years ago, yet she and Mu Ke had known each other for less than a year; how could that be?
Or perhaps, Mu Ke had known her long ago?







