A gentle breeze carries away the quiet passage of time.

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Su Yaoyao's drawings have been completed and sent to Mrs. O'Leary's email address.

When she saw the drawings, she knew that this girl was undoubtedly a design genius.

It was only a brief conversation with her that allowed her to clearly understand what kind of villa she wanted.

The dreamy starry crystal dome, the romantic and exquisite flowers embracing the tranquil city walls, and the unique color combinations and architectural structure—there was not a single aspect that Madame O'Leary was dissatisfied with.

"Wife, this Su Yaoyao is quite capable."

Ole spoke broken Chinese, and with his arm around his wife's waist, he couldn't help but sigh.

Mrs. O'Leary glanced at him, a hint of a smile flashing in her eyes; "She's not just talented, she's also dedicated, husband, you know, she's not entirely after the benefit of your investment in the Huo family."

A look of confusion appeared on O'Leary's face. If it wasn't about the investments he had, then what was it about?

Madame O'Leary, however, smiled faintly and remained silent.

There are many designers in Nancheng more talented than Su Yaoyao, but only she has truly put in the effort to improve herself.

That's why she was able to give herself a completely satisfactory answer.

"Honey, I'd like to invite Miss Su to my birthday party in a couple of days."

Olay was taken aback for a moment, then smiled gently; "You can invite whoever you want to your birthday party, as long as you're happy, my wife."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. O'Leary smiled even more brightly and beautifully; "Thank you, my husband."

Although she is a woman in her thirties, there is still a hint of girlish charm and cuteness in her eyes.

Olay was dazzled by the smile, grabbed the woman's slender waist, and lowered his head to kiss her.

In the afternoon, Huo Xiting received a call from O'Lai's assistant.

"Hello Mr. Huo, my husband said that you should prepare the documents and materials, and once the time is confirmed, we can prepare for the signing ceremony."

Upon hearing this, Huo Xiting's smile widened. "Everything on our side is ready. If Mr. Ole has time, we can schedule the contract signing for tomorrow afternoon."

The assistant replied with a smile, "Okay, I'll confirm the time with Mr. Huo first and then call him back."

"OK."

Huo Xiting hung up the phone and looked away from the transparent window.

From his angle, he could see Su Yaoyao's profile.

Stray hairs fell onto her fair and delicate profile. Her clean and bright eyes were full of seriousness. Her small, round red lips gently bit the tip of her pen. Her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she had encountered some problem. However, her face quickly showed a look of realization, as if she suddenly understood something, and she became overjoyed.

As if sensing the burning gaze, Su Yaoyao turned her head and met the man's gentle and smiling eyes.

Su Yaoyao was stunned for a moment, then smiled brightly and greeted him.

The woman's smile was bright and pure, like a warm little sun, its rays piercing through his dark heart.

Su Yaoyao...

His beautiful lips parted and closed, whispering her name.

Just before the end of the workday, Wenqing suddenly appeared in the design department office.

"Everyone, to celebrate the successful finding of a suitable investor for my Project E, Mr. Huo will be treating everyone to dinner tonight to reward you for your hard work throughout the week!"

As soon as the literary youth finished speaking, the design department burst into cheerful applause.

"Mr. Huo is awesome!"

"We're going to have something delicious tonight!"

"I want to eat seafood!"

Wen Qing smiled broadly; "Okay, you can eat whatever you want. Take advantage of President Huo's treat today and make a good profit off him. You all have to go."

Wen Qing smiled and responded to everyone before turning her gaze to Su Yaoyao, who had been quiet all along.

"Especially you, Miss Su, you are a great contributor and cannot be absent."

Su Yaoyao was surprised that he would suddenly call on her, and while surprised, she politely replied, "Since President Huo is treating, of course I have to go."

Upon hearing this, the literary youth nodded in satisfaction and left.

As soon as he left, a strange, sarcastic voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.

"Heh, what great contributor? She just got lucky. Is it really necessary to bring it up like this? It's like all the rest of us did nothing and it's all her credit."

The speaker was Zhuo Jiajia, who was about twenty-five years old and had a neat short haircut. At this moment, her pretty face was full of displeasure.

Everyone in the design department has been working overtime these past few days, so why was Su Yaoyao singled out for a spin? She's a newcomer, does she deserve it?

The atmosphere around them immediately fell silent, and no one dared to speak, after all, they didn't dare to offend the boss's daughter.

Su Yaoyao tilted her head. She remembered this girl. From the first day she joined the company, Zhuo Jiajia had been looking at her with displeasure, even though she didn't know what she had done to offend her.

"Assistant Wen is right, I am indeed a great contributor, what are you arguing about?"

The expressions on the faces of those present became somewhat subtle.

Is Su Yaoyao truly naive or just pretending? Zhuo Jiajia already resented her for being a newcomer, and now she's saying such things to provoke her. Many people are quietly shaking their heads; it seems Su Yaoyao is going to completely offend Zhuo Jiajia this time.

"You take all the credit for everyone's work? You have no shame at all."

Upon hearing this, Su Yaoyao slowly stood up, a slight smile playing on her lips, her eyes flashing with a hint of coldness.

"Isn't that right? I designed Mrs. Ole's blueprints, and she was satisfied. Naturally, Mr. Ole is happy. Is there any problem with cooperating with a company that makes him happy?"

Su Yaoyao paused here; "Furthermore, when I was designing the blueprints, no one helped me. And if I remember correctly, Miss Zhuo Jiajia was the one who arrived last and left earliest. At least the other people in the design department made some contributions, but you..."

Su Yaoyao looked at her face, which was flushed with anger, and smiled; "You seem to be the least qualified person to take credit."

The office was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Su Yaoyao's face.

powerful!

That's incredible!

No one has ever dared to speak to Zhuo Jiajia like that before!

Look, she's almost crying!

Zhuo Jiajia was trembling with anger, her eyes red, but she couldn't refute what Su Yaoyao said. Seeing her colleagues' increasingly strange looks, she felt humiliated and glared fiercely at Su Yaoyao.

"Don't be so smug, Su Yaoyao, I'm not done with you yet!"

After saying that, she turned and left.

However, Su Yaoyao was not afraid at all. She calmly packed her things and left the company.

She first went home to wash off the sweat and changed her clothes before heading to the restaurant where the gathering was to take place.

As Zhuo Jiajia got out of another car, a wicked glint flashed in her eyes as she watched her retreating figure.

This woman dared to humiliate me, let's see how she plays this bitch to death tonight!