Fang Ling took a deep breath, a sudden surge of tension welling up inside her. "I'm going to the restroom. If they arrive, come find me."
Zhou Xin: "Okay."
*
The corner of the stairs.
Fang Ling caught a glimpse of a rather familiar figure passing by out of the corner of her eye, and her heart skipped a beat. She thought she saw Zhu Hao!
Fang Ling clutched her bag and carefully walked over, glancing up at the room sign.
[Clothing Room]
She frowned instantly and quietly opened the door to the room.
The dressing room was full of things, but very tidy, and there was no one there at a glance.
Fang Ling closed the door behind her and looked around.
*
Zhu Hao squatted on the ground, flipping through the fabrics he would need later.
Zhuo Shishan said that today she needs to prepare an outfit for Tang's new spokesperson. Since the spokesperson hasn't been decided yet, the theme of the outfit hasn't been decided either.
When she suggested going with her to discuss the clothing positioning with the spokesperson, Zhuo Shishan directly invited her to brainstorm ideas and participate in the clothing design.
This is my first time participating in a clothing design project so formally.
Although it was temporary, she took it very seriously and came directly to the clothing room to personally select the fabrics.
Fang Ling walked around a pile of clothes racks, looked at the figure curled up in a ball on the ground, and hesitantly called out, "Best wishes?"
The person on the ground did not react, obviously because they did not hear, or could not hear.
Fang Ling immediately knew that the person on the ground must be Zhu Hao.
Her brow furrowed instantly, unable to comprehend why she would see Zhu Hao here.
Moreover, the dress Zhu Hao was wearing had exquisite stitching and high-end fabric, making it even more beautiful than the sky-blue dress she had seen at the restaurant last time.
Zhu Hao seemed to have found what he was looking for, and suddenly turned around.
Upon seeing Fang Ling, he was so startled that he almost fell over.
Fang Ling's eyes flashed, and she pretended to reach out to help her, but deliberately took a half step back.
Fortunately, there were clothes racks all around, which helped Zhu manage to keep her balance.
He looked up again and met Fang Ling's gaze.
Fang Ling withdrew her hand, her disdain replaced by worry. "Sister, are you alright?"
Zhu Hao held a piece of blue fabric in one hand and straightened up by supporting herself with the other hand on a clothes rack.
A sharp pain shot through her elbow, and she looked down.
My elbow was cut by a screw on a clothes hanger, and a little blood seeped out.
She pursed her lips, blew on them gently, and didn't pay much attention.
"Sister! You're hurt!" Fang Ling exclaimed in surprise, quickly rummaging through her bag for tissues and reaching out to wipe her wound.
Zhu Hao dodged, Fang Ling's hand froze in mid-air.
A hint of grievance flashed across Fang Ling's face. "Sister... I'm sorry, I didn't stop you just now."
As soon as she finished speaking, she handed the tissue in her hand forward.
Zhu Haochui lowered his eyes, shook his head slightly, took the tissue, and pressed it against the bleeding spot on his elbow.
Fang Ling: "Sister, what are you doing here?"
Zhu Hao glanced at her, wondering why Fang Ling was there. She took out her phone and started typing.
Fang Ling glanced at the whorl of hair on Zhu Hao's head, her face showing disdain. But the moment Zhu Hao looked up, she put on a gentle mask again.
Best wishes: "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to discuss cooperation." Fang Ling's tone seemed calm, but the rising intonation at the end of her voice couldn't hide her inner excitement.
Unfortunately, Zhu Hao couldn't hear and didn't know Fang Ling's arrogance, but she could see a hint of disdain in Fang Ling's micro-expressions.
She paused, an unbelievable thought flashing through her mind.
Could the brand ambassador for Tang's that she's going to meet later be Fang Ling?
Zhu Hao subconsciously asked, "Is your status high enough to collaborate with Tang's entertainment companies?"
Fang Ling's face turned pale instantly, her body stiffened, and her dark pupils stared straight at Zhu Hao, her tone twisted, "What do you mean, sister? Do you think I'm not worthy to cooperate with the Tang family? Do you look down on me? Do you think I'm not qualified?"
Zhu Hao's eyes trembled slightly. She was just asking a simple question, with no ill intentions, really.
She shook her head, but Fang Ling refused to believe it.
Fang Ling was convinced that Zhu Hao looked down on her, believing that her status and influence in the entertainment industry were not worthy of being the spokesperson for Tang's family.
Perhaps Fang Ling subconsciously believed this, so Zhu Hao's unintentional remark broke her defenses.
"Why is my sister here? The dress she's wearing shouldn't be something she can afford, right? Who gave it to her?" Fang Ling's tone turned sharp, and her gentle features became fierce. "I saw her get into a man's luxury car earlier. Did that man give it to her?"
Zhu Hao frowned slightly, easily discerning malice from her words.
Zhu Hao stood up straight, her chubby little face extremely serious. "You're making malicious assumptions about me."
Like her three roommates, they maliciously speculated about her relationship with Tang Song based on fragmented scenes.
Fang Ling's eyes widened for a moment, and she instantly snapped back to reality.
A cold sweat broke out on my back.
She was so excited just now that she almost revealed her true personality.
Fang Ling swallowed hard and forced a smile. "No, sister. I was just worried about you. I didn't tell Mom, Dad, or my brother about this. They don't know."
She was trying to gain Zhu Hao's trust and favor in this way.
However, Zhu Hao had no feelings for the Fang family to begin with, and two years ago, the Fang family wanted to marry her off in exchange for a dowry. In her mind, the moment she left with Tang Song, she had nothing to do with the Fang family anymore.
Therefore, Fang Ling's attempts to please were in vain.
Zhu Hao lowered her eyes and typed rapidly, "I don't care what you're thinking, but I won't allow you to insult that man. He's my benefactor."
Fang Ling frowned slightly, glanced at him quickly, and seeing how Zhu Hao was protecting that man, she could only apologize repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sister, I didn't mean it, I'm just outspoken, please forgive me."
He put away his phone, looked away, and walked past her to leave.
Footsteps came from outside the door. Fang Ling's eyes flashed, and she instantly grabbed Zhu Hao.
Zhu Hao suddenly felt a force on her wrist, and when she turned around, she saw Fang Ling kneeling on the ground.
Best wishes, eyes wide open.
Damn it! Vicious! He shortened her lifespan!
Kneeling is only appropriate for parents and the dead. Don't you know that?!
Zhu Hao was so angry that her cheeks puffed up, and she tried to pry Fang Ling's hands off.
Fang Ling's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked pitiful. "Sister, please forgive me. I know I was wrong. I will never say anything out of line again."
"Please forgive me for the sake of Mom and Dad and my brother."
“I know you resent your parents for wanting to marry you off two years ago, but they did it for your own good. You are disabled, and it’s already very good that a good family is willing to treat you well.”
I had no interest in watching her, and I had no idea what she was babbling about. I just thought Fang Ling looked quite thin, but she was incredibly strong!
Her fingertips were cramping, but she still couldn't pry Fang Ling's hand off.
【Ah!! Damn it! What filthy thing is dragging my cub?!】
Zhu Hao felt her wrist lighten as Fang Ling released her. Like a piece of trash being thrown away, she instantly crashed into a box of clothes on the ground and remained motionless.
Zhu Hao turned around and saw Tang Song standing at the door, his face tense and his aura imposing.
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