Finally, Shen Shuhe took Jasmine out to play, while Wen Yu and Zheng Manman, Jin Yanzhou and Ou Wen left separately.
Waiting for the bus at the hotel entrance.
Owen was talking on the phone when he saw the shadow on the ground and moved to the side, but the shadow followed him.
He made an impatient "tsk" sound, raised his foot and moved it back, just in time, the figure also moved over.
Owen's frown deepened.
"Will you leave...!"
"Can you please stop blocking...!"
The two people looked at each other, both with unhappy expressions.
Owen saw a familiar face, but an annoying familiar face.
Wen Yu also looked at him with an unpleasant expression.
...
...
"Can you stand somewhere else to make a phone call? The road is blocked!"
"I'm standing at your doorstep, why are you so nosy! The road is so wide and you can't even get through, are you a 200-pound fat man?"
"You--!" Wen Yu's blood boiled. She had never been scolded like this before!
"None of your business! You disgusting, selfish bastard!"
"You woman--!" Owen hung up the phone and was about to go up to her to argue.
At this moment, a pair of hands were placed on his shoulders: "Owen, that's enough."
Jin Yanzhou felt a headache listening to the two people bickering.
He also didn't know why Owen, who always claimed to be a gentleman and considerate, was so fussy in front of this lady.
Owen was pulled back by Jin Yanzhou, and his mind became a little clearer.
He did not forget that this woman was friends with the model that Jasmine liked, so he endured it!
Owen gritted his teeth and looked away, only to see the driver arrive and stride into the car.
Jin Yanzhou followed with one hand in his pocket.
A low-key and luxurious Bentley soon disappeared from sight.
At this time, Wen Yu's business car also arrived, and Zheng Manman said cautiously: "Sister Wen, let's go too..."
Wen Yu retracted his angry gaze, stomped his feet, stomped down the steps, and got into the car.
Zheng Manman hurried to follow.
Why do Sister Wen and that handsome guy always quarrel when they meet? Are they in conflict?
…
Compared to the low pressure at the hotel entrance, Shen Shuhe was having a great time with Jasmine here.
The two of them played for an hour, and seeing that it was getting late, Shen Shuhe discussed with Jasmine about sending her home.
Although Jasmine was not satisfied, she nodded out of consideration for Sister Shuhe's injury.
Chen Shuhe rubbed the top of her head, praised her for being well behaved, and then took Jasmine by the hand and left the theme park.
At the hotel entrance.
Jasmine reluctantly held Shen Shuhe's hand, "Sister Shuhe, when will you return home? Can I still play with you?"
"I might... go back to my country." Shen Shuhe pursed her lips.
According to the original plan, she was supposed to go back tomorrow, but the signing was postponed for one day.
After signing the contract tomorrow, they will leave Country Y.
Hearing this, Jasmine's face immediately fell: "Sister Shuhe, I can't bear to leave you!"
"I can't bear to leave Jasmine either." Shen Shuhe squatted down and looked at Jasmine's soft little face and said gently.
Although she had only known Jasmine for a few days, she liked her from the bottom of her heart. Sometimes she even had the illusion that she had known Jasmine for a long time.
I feel an odd sense of familiarity with her.
"Sister Shuhe, you must tell me when you come to Country Y next time. Or I'll ask my dad to take me to Country Hua to find you!"
"Yes!"
The two people said goodbye reluctantly.
Jasmine looked back every few steps as she got into the car and waved goodbye to Chen Shuhe.
Only after the car disappeared from sight did Shen Shuhe turn around and go in.
Just after she entered the door, a figure slowly appeared, staring closely at Shen Shuhe's back.
"What's wrong, Qingyin, do you know him?" Geng Fan stood behind Song Qingyin and asked in confusion when he saw her staring at the figure.
Song Qingyin held the phone, frowned and stared in the direction of the elevator without saying a word.
Who was the little girl next to Shen Shuhe just now?
She lowered her eyes and looked at the two faces with similar eyebrows and eyes on the screen.
Could it be that this girl is Shen Shuhe’s illegitimate daughter?
She pursed her lips and thought, if this was true, wouldn't the old lady agree to her divorce from Jing Mo?
Thinking of this, Song Qingyin raised her lips, with a determined light flashing in her eyes.
The next day.
Wen Yu took Shen Shuhe to formally sign a contract with the Rurora brand and discussed the subsequent work arrangements.
As there were other things to deal with in China, the shooting date was arranged at another time.
After the conversation, Vicent closed the computer, looked at Wen Yu and said, "Ms. Wen, Ms. Shen, our company has already investigated the incident in which a nail appeared on the red carpet of the fashion show and caused Ms. Shen to be injured."
Wen Yu looked at Shen Shuhe when he heard this.
I didn't expect them to be so fast, but Wen Yu already had a suspect, and I didn't know how Rurora would deal with it.
Just as he was thinking about it, Vicent greeted someone and the door of the conference room was quickly pushed open.
Shen Shuhe and Wen Yu turned their heads to look over, and indeed saw an expected figure.
Emily followed the staff and walked in with her head down.
He was humble and amiable, no longer the arrogance he had in the past few days.
"You two, according to the investigation, it was confirmed that it was the model Emily who scattered the nails on the red carpet, causing Miss Shen to be injured." Vicent said as he handed over the tablet: "This is the surveillance footage, please take a look."
Wen Yu caught it and placed it in front of Shen Shuhe.
The two of them clearly saw that when Emily was returning, she raised her left hand subtly through the wide hem of her skirt.
The video was zoomed in, and it was clear that Emily was holding something with her fingertips.
After watching the video, Wen Yu's face instantly darkened.
"Do you know how important feet are to a model?!" Wen Yu stood up and yelled at Emily.
"Who told you to throw water on me first? I was just giving it back to you!" Emily replied angrily with her neck stiff.
Her career is over anyway, Rurora will inform the industry about this, who will hire her for work in the future?
"Don't you Chinese have a saying that goes 'give someone a taste of their own medicine'?" Emily snorted coldly, looking at Shen Shuhe and said loudly: "She deserves it!"
"You!" Wen Yu gritted his teeth and prepared to argue with her.
But he was stopped by Shen Shuhe.
Shen Shuhe glanced at Emily coldly, making her feel a little embarrassed.
Then she said: "Thank you Rurora brand for investigating this matter. I am very grateful. I wonder how to deal with it next?"
Vicent replied: "Ms. Emily will pay the liquidated damages in accordance with the contract and inform the industry about the matter."
This means that Emily's modeling career is over.
Wen Yu and Shen Shuhe looked at each other and said nothing.
"What do you two think?" Vicent noticed their expressions and asked at the right time.
"We have no problem." Shen Shuhe replied: "Then I'll trouble you to take care of it."
Seeing this, Vicent nodded: "No trouble."
Emily watched at the table as they openly discussed their punishment.
She clenched her hands at her sides and bit her lower lip tightly.
Sherry, it's all your fault!
After the meeting, Wen Yu and Shen Shuhe left. In the elevator, Wen Yu was still angry: "Shuhe, she hurt your foot, are you really going to just let it go!?"
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