Chapter 61 The Dike Breaks
Pu Xia stared at those two words as if bewitched. Reason told her that she should return the phone and that she should never look at other people's conversations.
But there was still a voice inside me, constantly struggling.
Just one glance, just one look.
Finally, she opened the chat window.
The conversation between Guan Yan and Xie Sheng was more like a one-sided chat.
Guan Yan: Brother Sheng, Happy Holidays!
Xie Sheng: You too.
Guan Yan: Is there anything you need to bring?
Mr. Xie: Please say hello for me, Happy Holidays!
...
Guan Yan: Look! My concert!
Guan Yan: A large group photo.jpg
Guan Yan: I reserved VIP for you, but you didn't come.
Mr. Xie: Busy.
Guan Yan: Xiaxia is here too. Did someone ask me to pass on a message?
Xie Sheng: No, just take good care of her.
...
Pu Xia's vision became somewhat blurry.
Guan Yan: A photo.jpg
Guan Yan: Look at the house Xiaxia designed for my wife, isn't it absolutely gorgeous?
Guan Yan: Xia Xia has opened her own studio now, and she's really amazing. She's already won several awards in China.
Guan Yan: Is there anything you need to bring?
Mr. Xie: Please remember to sign for it.
[5 minutes later]
Mr. Xie: Please tell her for me, it's really great.
Guan Yan: Okay.
...
Pu Xia finally understood why Guan Yan was spending money like water on her gifts.
It turns out they were all delivered on behalf of Mr. Xie.
He always remembered her and kept track of her life through Guan Yan.
This realization made Pu Xia tremble uncontrollably, but at the same time, a wave of heartache and bitterness surged up as well.
She quickly scrolled through the chat history until she reached the latest message.
Guan Yan: Look! Xia Xia's trophy!
Mr. Xie: When is your next concert?
Guan Yan: It'll be here soon, didn't I just release a new album?
Mr. Xie: Give me a ticket.
Guan Yan: !!!
Guan Yan: You're coming all the way from Gangcheng?! Can I tell Xiaxia?!
Xie Sheng: Don't say anything, I just came to take a look.
Guan Yan: ...Sheng-ge, how long are you going to keep going like this? You're clearly capable.
Xie Sheng: Don't tell her, I won't contact her.
Guan Yan: Okay...
...
"Slap."
Pu Xia let go of her phone, which fell onto her lap. Looking at the last message, she felt dizzy.
He's coming.
He's coming to S City.
Pu Xia stood up in a panic, but she couldn't stand steadily at all. She couldn't tell whether the alcohol had numbed her body or whether she had lost control due to being at a loss.
She looked at the last sentence, "I won't look for her," and couldn't quite describe how she felt.
One moment it tastes like swallowing a sour lemon, the next like eating a spicy chili pepper... but in the end it all turns into bitterness.
Who can tell her what to do?
Nearly five years have passed, but nothing has faded. On the contrary, the suppressed emotions have become even more intense, churning violently in the deep sea, accumulating a terrifying power.
...
"Sister Xia, all the commissions are here," Xiaolu said, carrying a large stack of folders into Pu Xia's office. She asked with a puzzled look, "Didn't you say you didn't take orders from other provinces? Why are you suddenly going to Hong Kong?"
There weren't many commissions from Hong Kong, but the number still exceeded her expectations. In total, there were eight, about four of which were commissions she received after winning the award recently.
But there was another commission she made when her studio was only in its first year of operation.
She pulled out the folder. "What's the situation with this one?"
"Oh, this? I turned down the job because you didn't usually take orders from other provinces, but the homeowner there doesn't seem to be in a hurry to renovate. He said we can contact him again when our business expands."
Pu Xia's heart raced involuntarily. She tried to keep her voice steady as she placed the folder in Xiao Lu's hand. "Then you can contact them."
"Huh? Now?" Xiaolu said, preparing to go out.
“Take this call on speakerphone,” Pu Xia said again.
Xiaolu stopped and looked at her with some confusion, but since it was the boss who spoke, she didn't ask any further questions.
Beep, beep, beep...
"Who is this?" A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone, and Pu Xia frowned.
"Hello, this is Huangxia Studio. We've seen that you've made appointments with us every year."
"Oh! Yes, you've finally expanded your business?" The voice on the other end of the line was tinged with laughter.
"You can understand it this way: do you still need related design services?"
"Of course, this queue has been open for a year."
"I'm really sorry, we were indeed... short-staffed before. I'd like to confirm the details of the previous commission. Is it still the design of a detached house? What are the style requirements?"
"Yes, that's right. As for the style, our boss didn't specify it. It seems like he said the designer would handle it. But as far as I know, our boss wants to use this house as a wedding home. When would you like to come and take a look? We can discuss it in person."
"Okay, I'll finalize the designer's schedule as well. I'll add you on WeChat so we can communicate online."
"Sure, no problem."
...
The two exchanged information and then hung up. Xiaolu wrote down the information, then looked up at her boss, "Sister Xia, what's your time?"
Pu Xia's mind was filled with the "wedding room" mentioned on the phone earlier.
And who is this woman? Her assistant? Where did Li Ke go?
Could I be wrong, and this commission actually has nothing to do with Xie Sheng?
In addition, why was Mr. Xie in Hong Kong?
Pu Xia was filled with doubts, but he didn't know how to solve them.
"Sister Xia?"
"I'm free next week, let's set a time to go to the port city." Pu Xia said this without even realizing that a thin layer of sweat had broken out on his back.
Guan Yan's concert is next month, and she doesn't have the patience to wait that long.
The high dam, which had been built for a long time, already had cracks, and a breach could happen in an instant.
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Be patient, haha, Xiaxia went to catch Sheng Ge.
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