The conversation subsided, and everyone looked at Fang Ming with curiosity.
Fang Ming gritted his teeth, staring at the people who had been gossiping earlier, his eyes dark and his fists clenched.
"Fang Ming!" Fang's father looked up at him and kept winking at him, gesturing for him to sit down.
Fang Ming took a deep breath and apologized to everyone, "I'm sorry, I disturbed you all."
He then sat down with a normal expression.
Zhu Hao was unaware of what the people around him were saying, and naturally, he didn't know why Fang Ming had suddenly become angry.
She felt that her brother was emotionally unstable. When facing her, he always stared at her with a complicated look, as if he disliked her or loved her. In short, he was not a normal person, especially two years later.
Zhu Hao ignored him, not even glancing at the key in the gift box. "Are you done? Can I leave now?"
Fang's mother was stunned; she hadn't expected that Zhu Hao wasn't interested in the house at all.
"Daughter, wait! There's more!"
Fang's mother took out the bag and rummaged through it one by one.
Black gift boxes, red gift boxes, square gift boxes, round gift boxes.
"I don't like the house, but I also like the necklace. It was made by the most famous international designer and is worth several million."
"And this, a women's watch, you'll definitely need it for school. It's studded with lots of real diamonds."
"This... a Defoe bracelet, pure gold, and a bag from an international brand..."
Zhu Hao looked away with slight impatience, stood up, picked up her bag, and left without a word.
Fang Ming did not try to stop him. The moment Fang's mother took out the things, Fang's father hurriedly put them back, not even noticing Zhu Hao's departure.
When Fang's mother looked up again, Zhu Hao was nowhere to be seen.
Her previously joyful and excited expression instantly turned cold. Her gaze swept over the Fang father and son, and she said in a deep voice, "Where are they?"
Fang Ming pouted, "They ran away."
Mr. Fang's face was serious. "We agreed before you came that you would only be given one house, so why did you bring so many? Do you know what that necklace is...?"
"Alright!" Fang's mother turned her head and scolded in a low voice, "You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub! You're short-sighted!"
"Now that the Xiao family has fallen, many of their company's projects have lost money, and even Xiaoling's job has been affected. And you're still fussing over such petty gains and losses! How are you going to climb into the upper class?"
Fang's mother slapped her thigh in exasperation, pointing at Fang Ming angrily, "You and your father are cut from the same cloth! Neither of you is thinking straight!"
Don't think she can't see that Fang Ming has come to hate Zhu Hao to the point that he no longer wants to use her.
Your brain must be filled with mush!
With money and power, what can't you get?
Why do you get caught up in trivial emotional matters?
madness!
Mrs. Fang glanced at Mr. Fang, who was still tidying up the gift boxes on the table, shook her head and sighed, rolling her eyes and muttering angrily, "Useless! Useless!"
Da da da.
Fang's mother left in her high heels.
*
Meiyou's office.
Zhu Hao stared at the man sitting at her workstation with an indescribable expression on her face.
Surrounded by colleagues, even Pu Zhao stopped doing her work, not even having time to eat her breakfast, and started taking pictures with her phone.
I wish you well, but I can only sigh and rub my forehead.
Everything is going wrong!
"You're here?" Song Shang turned his office chair and looked up in Zhu Hao's direction. "I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Zhu Hao twitched the corners of his mouth, stepped forward, and glanced down at the design drafts spread out on the table, his attention immediately drawn to them.
Song Shang said smugly, "What? Are you stunned? I already said I wanted to discuss the details of the clothing with you. These are my inspirations and ideas from the past two days. Take a look and see if you can refine them and then make it."
Zhu Hao's eyes flickered slightly as he took the design drafts and nodded gently.
Song Shang's smile widened even further.
"Teacher Song, what about me?" Pu Zhao stepped forward, staring at Song Shang with an expectant look.
She and Zhu Hao participated in the costume design together, and the design results will be included in the subsequent internship assessment. Even though she was very excited to see her idol at this moment, she did not forget the most important thing.
"Ah...you..." Song Shang was stunned for a moment, then casually glanced at the remaining design drafts on the table, randomly picked a few, and handed them to Pu Zhao, "You can use these as references."
Pu Zhaoxing happily accepted it with both hands, "Okay! I will definitely do it carefully!"
His excited demeanor drew attention from everyone present.
"Alright!" Song Shang stood up, dusted off non-existent dust in front of him, looked down at Zhu Hao with a seductive gaze, and said, "I have other commitments today, so I'll be leaving now."
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhu Hao seemed to see Song Shang wink at her in a daze. She was stunned for a moment, her face blank.
Song Shang stared meaningfully at her dazed expression, chuckled softly, his eyes brimming with pleasure, and even his departing figure exuded ease.
No one can resist the allure of the fox clan, no one!
"Take care! Take care!" Pu Zhao nudged Zhu Hao and gently patted her face. "Are you alright?"
Zhu Hao suddenly snapped out of her daze, looking at Pu Zhao in front of her with a blank expression, blinking slowly with a puzzled look.
Pu Zhao looked worried. "I've called you several times, why didn't you respond?"
She had just finished speaking when she suddenly realized that Zhu Hao couldn't hear her, and she froze, somewhat annoyed.
During this period, her communication with Zhu Hao at work was not hindered in any way by Zhu Hao's deafness and muteness, to the point that she sometimes forgot that Zhu Hao was deaf and mute.
Zhu Hao licked his lips, shook his head slightly, and indicated that he was fine.
Seeing that she wasn't angry, Pu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. "Then hurry up and draw the design draft! Don't hold back! The results of this project are linked to our internship evaluation!"
Pu Zhao, clutching the design drafts Song Shang had just given her, grinned in a daze, "I'm sure I can beat you!"
Zhu Hao's eyes trembled slightly. She pursed her lips and said nothing. After sitting down, she stared blankly at the design draft in her hand.
For a moment, her mind went blank, she felt like her soul had left her body, and she felt lightheaded, as if her feet weren't touching the ground.
It must be because I was too excited from sleeping with Zhu's mother these past few days, and I didn't sleep well, so my mind is foggy.
Take a deep breath and pat your face, trying to clear your head.
She still saw double images of things in front of her. She got up quickly, went to the bathroom, washed her face with cold water, and felt completely awake.
*
Advertising shooting studio.
Song Shang is holding the beverage she endorses and filming an advertisement.
A noisy sound came from outside the shed.
"Let go! I'm here to see Song Shang!" a shrill female voice rang out from outside the shed. "Let go of all of you!"
Staff outside the venue advised, "Fans, please wait outside! This is a work area; you can't go in!"
"What fans?!" the woman's voice grew even more indignant. "They're not his fans!"
"Let the proxy photographers go out too!"
Song Shang paused, recognizing the voice as that of Tang Qiao, that idiot.
He raised his hand to signal a pause in filming, walked out, and happened to meet Tang Qiao's fierce gaze.
"Let her go." Song Shang raised her hand to stop the bodyguard from blocking her way. "She's my friend."
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