The elevator door opened, Shen Shuhe raised her foot, and Wen Yu hurriedly followed. It was at this time that she heard a sentence: "How can it be let go like this?"
Wen Yu turned her head to look at her, and Shen Shuhe continued: "The brand was fair in dealing with Emily. If we continue to hold on to her, we will be criticized."
"So, you want to..." Wen Yu immediately understood and asked tentatively.
Shen Shuhe said nothing, but gave a meaningful smile.
Wen Yu walked out of the building with her. The cool breeze blew up the hair of both of them. She looked at Shen Shuhe's upturned mouth and blinked.
It seems that Shuhe has already figured out how to punish Emily!
evening.
After packing their luggage, the three of them rested for a while and headed straight to the airport.
On the way, Wen Yu was swiping his phone to reply to a few messages when suddenly a new dialog box popped up.
She raised her eyebrows and clicked on the conversation.
...
...
It was sent to her by a staff member of the show: [Wen Yu, do you know that when Emily was putting on her shoes today, several nails suddenly appeared in her shoes, and her soles were pierced with several blood holes! ]
This staff member is also Chinese, and everyone knows that Shen Shuhe was injured that day. Many people are speculating whether it was Emily's doing.
Now the Rurora brand has issued a notice, confirming that it was Emily who disrupted the show and caused the model to be injured. Some staff members who witnessed Emily insulting the Chinese backstage were very angry.
So when Emily came to deal with the follow-up matters in the afternoon, no one wanted to pay attention to her.
It was at this moment that they heard screams coming from the changing room.
The staff also said that the person had been sent to the hospital.
But what she was most curious about was whether Wen Yu had done this?
After all, Sherry is her artist and her good friend.
Wen Yu stared at the last sentence for a long time, and after a moment, she turned her head and bumped into Shen Shuhe.
"What's wrong?"
"Did you do this?" Wen Yu said as he held the phone in front of her.
Her conversation with the show staff was clearly displayed in front of Shen Shuhe.
Chen Shuhe didn't hide anything and said directly: "It's me."
She said that from now on no one could bully her and Wen Yu anymore.
She was willing to give Emily some face in front of others, but behind the scenes, she had to pay back what she owed her.
Shen Shuhe moved her toes, after all, her wound was still painful.
Seeing this, Wen Yu immediately stared at her with wide eyes.
Unexpectedly, Shuhe is quite smart and scheming!
This is good, she won’t be afraid of being bullied anymore!
Wen Yu gave her a thumbs up and then put away his phone.
Half an hour later, the three arrived at the airport.
Before boarding the plane, Shen Shuhe sent a goodbye message to Jasmine, but because it was too early, he did not receive a reply from the little girl.
She turned off her phone and prepared to board the plane.
After more than ten hours of flight, the plane landed safely in Nanlin.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Nanlin time, three people came out of the airport exhausted.
Wen Yu kept answering the phone on the way: "Yes, I just landed. Wait for the details when I get to the company."
"Yes, the contract has been signed."
"Notify the Propaganda Department to hold a meeting at 3 pm."
Wen Yu was still replying to emails until he got in the car.
"Shuhe, I've received a lot of business messages looking for you." Wen Yu flipped through the messages, feeling surprised and happy.
It seems that Shuhe fought very well in the battle in Country Y!
Upon hearing this, Shen Shuhe turned his head and glanced over, seeing a few familiar brand names.
"I'll look through them all later and choose some brands that suit you."
Shen Shuhe trusted her without reservation: "Okay."
…
In the afternoon, Shen Shuhe rested in Lanting Yayuan, while Wen Yu was busy in the company.
Around five o'clock, Shen Shuhe, who was reading a book by the bed, received a call.
She took it, and her face darkened the moment she saw the note.
Why did Pei Jingmo call her again?
Shen Shuhe looked at his feet, hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath and answered: "What..."
“Chen Shuhe, come back and cook for Xiaoyu.”
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Pei Jingmo, in his usual commanding tone.
Shen Shuhe immediately frowned: "With so many chefs in the mansion, can't they cook a meal?"
"Don't talk nonsense, Xiaoyu is sick and just wants to eat the seafood porridge you made." Pei Jingmo shouted impatiently: "If you still have some conscience, come back and take care of Xiaoyu!"
After saying that, Pei Jingmo hung up the phone.
Shen Shuhe looked at the screen in disbelief.
She has no conscience? Who kicked her out and rushed to welcome Song Qingyin in?
Shen Shuhe's chest kept rising and falling, and he couldn't read any of the words in the book.
After thinking about it, she put down the book and called Aunt Li.
Aunt Li picked up the phone soon and said in surprise, "Madam!"
"Aunt Li, I want to ask you, is Xiaoyu sick?"
"Yes ma'am."
Aunt Li said that Xiaoyu had been feeling unwell for two days, with intermittent fever and inability to eat.
I just drank two sips of water and fell asleep again in a daze.
Shen Shuhe didn't expect Xiaoyu to be so seriously ill this time.
She bit her lip, thought for a few seconds, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "Okay, thank you Aunt Li."
"Madam, are you coming back?" Aunt Li asked tentatively.
Shen Shuhe walked towards the cloakroom and replied: “I’ll go back to see Xiaoyu.”
"Hey! The young master will definitely be happy to see the Madam!" Aunt Li said with a smile.
Shen Shuhe didn't care about this. Xiaoyu would probably be happier to see Song Qingyin.
But she is Xiaoyu's biological mother after all, and she has to fulfill her responsibilities.
Nearing evening, Shen Shuhe drove to the mansion.
There was no one in the living room, so she went straight to Xiaoyu's bedroom on the second floor.
"Xiaoyu..."
As soon as she pushed the door open, Shen Shuhe froze in place. She still kept holding the door handle, staring at the scene in the room without blinking.
Xiaoyu was lying on the bed, Song Qingyin was sitting beside the bed and gently wiping the sweat off his face.
What a heartwarming picture of a loving mother and a filial son.
After hearing the voice, Xiaoyu opened his eyes and looked over with surprise in his eyes: "Mom!"
"Mom, are you coming back to see me?!" Xiaoyu shouted at her.
Shen Shuhe could only close the door and walk in.
She nodded: "I heard that you were not feeling well, so I came to see you."
She walked to the bedside, and Song Qingyin stood up and greeted her, "Miss Shen."
Song Qingyin nodded lightly, and then sat down.
She touched Xiaoyu's forehead: "Are you feeling uncomfortable now?"
Upon hearing this, Xiaoyu pouted and said aggrievedly, "Mom, my whole body hurts and I don't have any strength..."
"Have you taken your medicine?"
"Dad and Yinyin's mommy have already fed me the medicine!" Xiaoyu replied.
Shen Shuhe breathed a sigh of relief and tucked him in, "Then have a good rest and recuperate."
"But mom, I'm so hungry..." Xiaoyu said while rubbing his stomach.
Shen Shuhe remembered what Pei Jingmo said on the phone. She looked at Xiaoyu and asked, "Then can I make seafood porridge for you?"
Before, when Xiaoyu was sick and couldn’t eat, she would make seafood porridge for him, and Xiaoyu would always eat half a bowl.
"Okay, Mom!" Xiaoyu laughed, and when he saw Song Qingyin standing beside him, he said innocently, "Then make more for me. Mommy Yinyin just came back from a business trip, and she's not used to airplane food. She must be hungry now!"
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