Original Title: Jiang Si was born fair, beautiful, and stunningly attractive. Who knew that after waking up one day, she would transmigrate into a period novel, becoming the famous capitalist young...
I glanced at the time; there were still ten minutes left before we had to go in.
"You should go back first. There's a small banquet at noon after you're done with your work."
"Okay." Uncle Chen had already explained the itinerary to him on the way here, so Huo Tingzhou nodded. "Go ahead and get busy, I'll be back in a bit."
Jiang Si couldn't help but ask again, "Don't you have any questions for me about what happened just now?"
After all, it's across the street, and the neighborhood is very noisy.
She wasn't sure how much Huo Tingzhou had seen or heard.
Huo Tingzhou shook his head. "No."
He knew she wouldn't stoop to doing such a thing.
As for whether others are interested or not, that's none of his business, and he has no way of controlling it.
As long as he knows that his wife has him in her eyes and that he is the one by her side, that's enough for him.
And at this moment, the smile on her face is the best proof.
"Go ahead," Huo Tingzhou said tenderly. "I'll bring Sui Sui and Zhao Zhao to pick you up later."
Jiang Si nodded. "Okay."
Chris also witnessed their conversation.
For reasons unknown, she suddenly asked, "Chi, who is that man? Their relationship seems quite unusual."
Chi Heng withdrew his gaze and replied calmly, "Her husband."
"She got married?" Chris asked in surprise.
After saying that, she glanced at Jiang Si again.
She looks so young, I never expected her to be married.
But then I thought about it again, and it seems that Chinese people have always gotten married very early.
Chi Heng clearly had no interest in continuing the topic. "Let's go, it's time to go in soon."
He took very long strides.
In just a few steps, the distance between the two people widened.
To match Chi Heng's dark suit today, Chris specially wore a white dress and paired it with a pair of eight-centimeter high pointed leather shoes.
She never expected that the conditions at the construction site would be so poor.
The road was covered with uneven gravel.
In order to catch up with Chi Heng, she couldn't help but speed up.
After taking only two steps, the heels of his shoes sank into the mud.
"Ah!" Chris instantly lost her balance and fell on her bottom.
My knees were scraped, which was bad enough, but my arms and skirt were also covered in mud.
Thinking about the formal banquet she was supposed to attend at noon, and how she had ended up in such a sorry state, Chris's eyes instantly welled up with tears of anger.
"Chi, what should I do now?"
Chi Heng frowned slightly; he wasn't familiar with the area either. "I'll go ask..."
"No need, I'll just ask the translator." Chris didn't know why, but she just didn't want to see Chi Heng interacting with other girls.
Even if you're married, it won't work!
Just then, the translation department staff arrived.
They said there was a state-run store nearby with a toilet where you could go and do a quick wash.
Seeing this, Chi Heng could only greet the visiting group before taking Kerry over.
The toilets in the state-run store were small, but fortunately there was a long sink outside and four or five communal faucets.
Just as Chris was frowning and wiping the mud stains off her skirt with a look of disgust.
Several people suddenly came out of the men's restroom next door.
"Old Lin, can you hurry up?" He always needs to poop and pee at crucial moments.
The group laughed and joked as they washed their hands and urged the people inside to hurry up.
"What's the rush? What's wrong with you waiting for me a bit!"
Seeing that this person wouldn't come out anytime soon, the group continued their conversation from where they left off.
Chris hadn't paid any attention until she vaguely heard the name 'Jiang Si'.
She wasn't sure if it was the same person from before.
However, the pronunciation does sound quite similar.
Moreover, all of these people were wearing badges from the design institute, and Chris felt that they were most likely discussing that girl.
The conversation continued at this moment.
One of them said with a hint of sourness, "If you ask me, the reason this design project ended up with her is because her family has powerful connections."
“Look at the design she created. It doesn’t look like something a novice would draw. I bet she had someone else do it for her and then just put her name on it.”
"Exactly. She had never been involved in architectural design before. It's obvious that someone is trying to promote her and force the credit onto her."
“That’s not quite right,” someone retorted. “I’ve seen her previous murals, and her painting skills and aesthetic design abilities are undoubtedly top-notch.”
“I used to believe these words, but now I only believe two sentences.”
Which two sentences?
"Every profession is like a mountain to climb!" And there's another saying: "Money can make the devil turn the millstone!"
The man said with certainty, "Her family is already very well-off, and she married into an amazing family. If she wants to become famous, it's just a matter of a single word."
These words resonated with many.
Even the last person to come out sighed, "She didn't lack anything, why did she have to come and steal our jobs? Sigh... such a good opportunity to show her face."
The group discussed amongst themselves while shaking the water droplets off their hands.
No one noticed Chris tidying up her clothes in the corner.
She couldn't understand those few Chinese proverbs, but she could understand most of what they said.
To be honest, the first time I saw Jiang Si...
She had the same suspicion.
There's a saying in China: pretty girls are just pretty faces.
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