Chu Yanzhi turned his head to look at her with a stern face. Huang Wanzhen gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, as if she had used all her strength. When she saw Chu Yanzhi looking at her, she raised her chin slightly.

"Well, if this incident was really caused by me handing out business cards, I will give you an explanation."

Huang Wanzhen returned to school, unmotivated to study. She went to Miss Green to ask for leave. This time, she obediently placed two newspapers on Miss Green's desk. Miss Green, wearing glasses, examined them for a long time before looking at her worriedly. "Someone's setting you up. You're just a student, not very prominent, but they're trying to flatter you, to make you stand out so everyone can see you and catch you doing something wrong."

"But this person, perhaps too impatient, or perhaps too indifferent to you, didn't take you seriously enough to find your faults. Instead, he simply pinned one on you and slapped this 'royal' trumped-up charge on you."

"The Chinese Emperor is under Japanese protection, so few people can see him. Even if they do, he will most likely not defend you, a poor student."

Huang Wanzhen bowed respectfully after hearing Miss Green's analysis. "You're right. I don't intend to clear my name because I'm not 'emperor' at all. I will pay to publish comments in several major newspapers in Beijing."

Miss Green nodded. "Being too famous isn't a good thing for you right now. You're still young, and you're not lacking in brains or character. As long as you grow up peacefully, you'll definitely have a good reputation in the future."

Huang Wanzhen certainly wanted to grow up peacefully and live a peaceful life until old age, but the person behind her, relying on his wealth and power, framed her at will and did not treat her as a human being at all, playing tricks on her however he wanted.

If she admitted this, she would become infamous and would have difficulty gaining a foothold in society. Then, those people she had offended in the past would surely come around and tear her apart when they saw that she had lost power.

So she couldn't admit it, she wanted to resist, she wanted to let the high and mighty "beautiful jade" know that she was just a piece of stinky stone.

"Well, I've already figured out how to deal with it, and the teacher has given me three days off."

Miss Green had no choice but to let her students get bullied to death. She could only sigh and approve the leave. When Huang Wanzhen was about to leave with the note, she also instructed, "If it really doesn't work out, come back. At worst, you can stay in the school dormitory and don't go out. Those people will barge in."

Huang Wanzhen thanked her for her kindness and hurriedly left Beiman Girls' School with the leave note.

After returning to Jixiangtang, Huang Wanzhen plunged into the studio and started drawing a high-waisted dress with a large skirt, leaving four skirt openings on it, two corresponding to each other.

After finishing the painting, Huang Wanzhen put down her pen and hurried out of the studio.

"Xiao Shitou, notify Song Ying, Xiu Zhu, and Li Chunhua to come to my studio for a meeting."

After everyone arrived, Huang Wanzhen showed them the half-finished design she had just drawn. "Auntie Song, I saw you embroider a dragon and a phoenix before. Do you still have that embroidery?"

Song Ying hesitated and said, "Yes, that's the dowry I embroidered for Song An."

Huang Wanzhen pursed her lips in embarrassment, but still said, "I'll buy it at a high price. Song An is not yet of marriageable age, so you still have time to embroider it for her."

"But your skirt has four matching pieces, while mine is a single piece. There's no right place to sew it."

Huang Wanzhen explained, "This is a double-layered one. The inner part is a pleated skirt, and the outer part is a dragon and phoenix auspicious skirt. When it's not on, you can only see the outer part of the skirt. When it's on, you can see both inside and outside."

Huang Wanzhen used a pen to draw a line in the middle of the skirt. "I plan to nail glass beads on this part. When the person wearing the skirt walks, the light will shine on it, and every step will be shining."

Putting down the pen, Huang Wanzhen took a deep breath and said, "I need to make this skirt within three days."

"Ah? Three days for such a complicated skirt? It's almost impossible without beads." Li Chunhua shook her head when she heard it, thinking it was impossible.

Huang Wanzhen sighed helplessly, "The shop is now at a critical moment. You guys should work hard. You can choose whoever works in the sweater group or the sewing machine group."

Song Ying opened his mouth solemnly, then closed it tightly. Xiuzhu nodded directly, "Manager, I won't sleep for three days to help you keep an eye on this skirt!"

Huang Wanzhen waved her hand, "I'll personally supervise it. You'll be responsible for selecting the people, stringing the beads, and nailing them. I'll make the board right away. Aunt Song, you'll be in charge of the auspicious dragon and phoenix decoration outside."

Huang Wanzhen turned to look at Li Chunhua. "You'll be responsible for the rest," she said, adding a few strokes to the design. "Make a cape at the back, hanging directly from the shoulders. Padded the shoulders and add tassels."

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Li Chunhua didn't dare to say anything else. She nodded hastily and replied "yes."

Huang Wanzhen worked for three days and two nights, sleeping no more than four hours a day, and finally finished it before sunset on Friday.

"It's so beautiful. This is the kind of skirt that fairies in heaven wear, right?!" Li Chunhua had two huge dark circles under her eyes and her face was intoxicated.

Huang Wanzhen didn't even have time to respond. She repeatedly told Xiao Shitou to go to the street to call a car, and then told Song Ying to pack the clothes, "Pack them, pack them, use the biggest box."

Song Ying shook her head. "Even the biggest box won't hold it. If I press too hard, I'm afraid it'll create deep wrinkles and ruin the appearance."

"Xiuzhu, quickly grab a piece of cloth and cover it directly outside," Song Ying instructed Xiuzhu while dismantling the clothes rack, taking down the long stick, picking up the skirt, and stuffing it into Huang Wanzhen's hands. "Cover it with cloth later. Just carry it over like this. Be careful not to rub or scratch it."

Huang Wanzhen put the skirt on the mat and said, "Wrap it with cloth first, and then I'll carry it. It's safer this way."

When Huang Wanzhen arrived at the hospital, she discovered that Miss Bella hadn't come to work today. Her mind suddenly started buzzing. She forgot to ask Miss Bella where she lived.

She tried hard to calm her panic and went to find Shen Junyan. Shen Junyan was of no help. Director Anthony saw her panicked look and did not ask the reason. He went directly to the hospital administration office and asked for Miss Mary's contact number.

"Here! Call me in my office. First, put the big thing you are holding on my desk." Anthony handed Huang Wanzhen a note with a smile, which made Huang Wanzhen almost cry. She sniffed hard twice, put down the clothes wrapped in black cloth, picked up the phone, and dialed the number on the paper.

The moment the call was connected, Huang Wanzhen felt relieved.

But when Huang Wanzhen heard that Misbella had packed up and was about to go to the party, she became anxious again, "Misbella, please give me a chance to take a look at the clothes I made. I spent three days to make them. Just take a look. Whether you wear them or not, I won't bother you anymore."