Facing Fu Chen's evaluation, Xu Zhiru pursed her lips.

Fu Chen looked at Xu Zhiru, and finally said nothing, just went back to his room alone.

Since then, Xu Zhiru has recently become obsessed with various home economics courses.

From French desserts to Japanese cuisine to advanced housekeeping, she has signed up for a wide variety of courses, which almost take up all her free time.

She busied herself clumsily in the kitchen, scorching her fingers and burning the backs of her hands, but she never tired of it.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Xu Zhao looked at Xu Zhiru, who was in a mess in the kitchen, and couldn't help but frowned. "Don't you hate going into the kitchen? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Xu Zhiru carefully scraped the burnt cookies off the baking tray and said without looking up, "I'm learning how to take care of Ah Chen. He's been working so hard lately, I have to do something for him."

Xu Zhao walked closer suspiciously, picked up a piece of charcoal-like biscuit, smelled it, and was almost choked by the smoky smell.

"Sister, are you sure this is for human consumption? Don't let me fail to take good care of Fu Chen and end up sending him to the hospital."

Xu Zhiru glared at him and said unhappily, "What do you know? I call this a token of my affection! Do you understand what a token of affection is? The important thing is the token of my affection!"

Xu Zhao curled his lips and muttered, "It's a good intention, but it needs to have some practical effect."

Xu Zhiru ignored Xu Zhao's ridicule. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, took out a few photos from her mobile phone, and studied them carefully.

The person in the photo is Ning Nanxue. In the photo, Ning Nanxue is dressed simply and elegantly, with delicate and appropriate makeup, and her every move reveals a capable temperament.

"Sister, are you looking at Ning Nanxue's photo again?" Xu Zhao leaned over to take a look, his tone tinged with confusion. "What are you doing? Studying your competitors?"

Xu Zhiru shook her head, her eyes a little erratic, "I'm learning from her... her style."

"Learn her style?" Xu Zhao was stunned for a moment, then reacted and asked in surprise: "Sister, you don't want to... imitate Ning Nanxue, do you?"

Xu Zhiru didn't say anything, but just silently enlarged the photo and carefully observed the details of Ning Nanxue's clothing and makeup.

She even took out a pen and paper and carefully recorded Ning Nanxue's lipstick color and eye shadow color.

Xu Zhao looked at Xu Zhiru's almost obsessed look, and felt a little uneasy in his heart. "Sister, don't play with fire and get burned. Fu Chen likes you, not Ning Nanxue. No matter how much you imitate her, you can't become her."

Xu Zhiru suddenly raised her head, a hint of anger flashing in her eyes, "I want to become her! I want to let Fu Chen know that I am better than Ning Nanxue! More suitable for him!"

Fu Chen always felt that Xu Zhiru was a little different recently.

She began to wear clothes in styles she had never tried before. The colors were plain and the styles were simple. At first glance, she actually had a bit of Ning Nanxue's style.

Her makeup also became more refined. Although she was still charming, she was less ostentatious and more reserved and gentle.

He looked at Xu Zhiru, who was dressed up carefully, and an inexplicable complex emotion surged in his heart.

I can’t say I hate it, nor can I say I like it, it’s just a faint, indescribable feeling of weirdness.

"A Chen, what do you think of my outfit today?" Xu Zhiru, wearing a beige dress, turned around in front of Fu Chen with an expectant smile on her face.

Fu Chen's eyes were a little dazed, as if he saw the shadow of another person through Xu Zhiru.

He calmed himself down and managed a smile, "It looks good, it suits you very well."

Xu Zhiru didn't seem to notice Fu Chen's abnormality. She happily took Fu Chen's arm and said in a sweet voice, "Really? I told you, this dress is very elegant. I feel like a completely different person when I put it on."

Fu Chen was silent and didn't say anything, just let Xu Zhiru hold him.

His eyes unconsciously fell on Xu Zhiru's face. He always felt that her makeup today seemed different from before.

Even Secretary Chen has recently noticed that Xu Zhiru's changes are becoming more and more obvious.

Not only did her dressing style change, but she also began to deliberately imitate Ning Nanxue in her tone of voice and some subtle movements.

He looked at Xu Zhiru pretending to be gentle in front of Fu Chen and shook his head secretly.

He knew what Xu Zhiru was thinking and understood her purpose, but he thought her actions were too stupid.

"Ms. Xu has changed a lot recently." Secretary Chen said to Fu Chen seemingly casually while sorting documents.

Fu Chen raised his head, his eyes a little confused, "Change? What change?"

Secretary Chen smiled and said meaningfully, "Nothing, I just think Miss Xu has become more and more beautiful and elegant recently."

Fu Chen frowned, seemingly not understanding Secretary Chen's hint, and simply replied indifferently, "Really?"

Seeing that Fu Chen was so slow, Secretary Chen was too lazy to say anything more and just sighed silently in his heart.

He felt that Fu Chen was really bewitched by Xu Zhiru and could not even see such an obvious imitation.

Xu Zhao looked at Xu Zhiru's increasingly obvious imitation signs and finally couldn't help but warn her again.

"Sister, have you been a little too much lately? It's okay for you to imitate Ning Nanxue, but could you please tone it down a bit? Don't make it known to everyone, okay?"

Xu Zhiru was practicing Ning Nanxue's smile in front of the mirror. When she heard Xu Zhao's words, she frowned unhappily. "How did I go too far? I just want to make myself better."

"Become better?" Xu Zhao sneered, "I think you want to become Ning Nanxue! Sister, can you wake up a little? Fu Chen likes you, not Ning Nanxue! If you deliberately imitate her like this, he will only think you are weird and ridiculous!"

Xu Zhiru was irritated by Xu Zhao's words. She turned around abruptly and glared at him, "What do you know! I did this for Fu Chen! For our future! I must make Fu Chen completely forget Ning Nanxue and only have me in his heart!"

Xu Zhao looked at Xu Zhiru's almost crazy appearance and felt helpless.

He knew it was useless to continue talking, as Xu Zhiru had completely fallen into her own obsession and couldn't extricate herself.

The lights in Ning Nanxue's company are bright.

Team members sat around the conference table, staring at the computer screen with focused expressions.

Ning Nanxue sat at the front of the conference table, her eyes calm and firm.

"Have all the details of the plan been confirmed?" Ning Nanxue's voice was cold and decisive.

"Everything has been confirmed, President Ning," a team member replied. "We've checked it over and over again to make sure everything is correct."

Ning Nanxue nodded, a satisfied smile on her face. "Very good. This bidding meeting is of vital importance to us, and there must be no mistakes. Everyone, please work harder and perfect the final details, and strive to do your best."

"Yes, President Ning!" The team members responded in unison, their voices full of fighting spirit and confidence.