"Closed treatment?" Shang Wu gasped.
Zhou Yanci rubbed her head and said softly, "His illness prevents him from seeing people, so he has to be treated in seclusion. But with your mother by his side, he won't feel lonely. You should focus on the winter limited edition jewelry for now. With me here, your uncle will be fine."
Shang Wu felt a chill run down his spine.
The so-called closed treatment is just a way to control her parents and buy time.
That's fine. Zhou Yanci is afraid that she will discover something, so she will definitely make sure her father gets treatment.
We shouldn't make things too alarming for the other party.
Shang Wu's fingernails dug deep into her palms, and after a long while she said, "Have the caregiver send me photos every day to report to me. I want to see my father get better day by day."
Zhou Yanci paused, her smile not reaching her eyes: "Okay, I'll make the arrangements."
He changed the subject abruptly: "Why don't you do a reporter interview today and tell them that our wedding is coming up soon, and also promote our limited-edition new products, okay?"
Shang Wu narrowed her eyes and said calmly, "My eyes are swollen, let's do it another day."
Zhou Yanci couldn't make any more requests, so he told her to go home and rest this afternoon and left.
After everyone left, Shang Wu got up and went to the office across the street.
Ji Yu's office faces south and is larger than hers; it was arranged by Ji Yu herself.
In recent years, she has devoted all her efforts to helping Ji Yu build her reputation.
For Shang Wu, Ji Yu has always been her own sister, and they are inseparable.
Looking back now, she was incredibly foolish.
Ji Yu was so smug that she failed to realize one fact—her reputation and status were all given to her by Shang Wu.
She can help Ji Yu rise to power, but she can also bring Ji Yu down from her pedestal.
Shang Wu pushed open the door to Ji Yu's office.
The computer on the table hadn't been turned off all night, and it displayed Ji Yu and Zhou Yanci's WeChat chat.
She saw her name at a glance.
Ji Yu: [Hmph! Does Shang Wu think her designs are anything special? She's just pandering to popular tastes.]
Zhou Yanci: [I don't see what makes her better than others, yet every design she makes becomes a trendsetter. The jewelry department can't function without her now.]
Ji Yu sent an eye-rolling emoji: [Her work has no class or taste, it's incredibly tacky! I could design it myself, too!]
Shang Wu paused for two seconds, scoffed, moved the mouse, and clicked on the design she had sent to Ji Yu.
Then, without hesitation, she pressed delete.
The upcoming limited-edition new products, as well as all subsequent artwork drafts, have all been deleted.
Since you can handle it, then rely on yourself.
...
Ji Yu didn't come to the company until she was supposed to leave work.
She's always been like this: she relies on business acumen for her designs, and once she gains fame, she acts like a tyrant in the jewelry department, with flexible working hours.
Shang Wu knew her nature; she wouldn't open the document until the last few days.
Each time, Ji Yu would leisurely post the announcement on both her social media accounts and official website, then reap the rewards of her fans' praise and admiration.
Shang Wu stepped out of the elevator and replied to the message.
She has arranged to meet with people from Dingfeng Law Firm tomorrow to find a lawyer to reinvestigate the matter of her brother being framed.
Just then, a familiar voice rang out beside me.
"Really? Chenmian really returned to the country?!"
Shang Wu looked up and saw Zhou Yanci making a phone call with his back to her.
His tone clearly showed his delight.
Shang Wu paused in his steps.
I don't know what the person on the other end of the phone said, but Zhou Yanci gripped the phone tightly and said stubbornly, "So what if she's eating at Changqing Restaurant? She left without saying goodbye back then, do you expect me to take the initiative to go find her? Impossible! Tell her I already have Shang Wu!"
Zhou Yanci angrily hung up the phone, resting her arm on the half-open car door, her expression complex and gloomy.
Then he made another phone call.
A cell phone rang behind me.
Zhou Yanci looked up in surprise.
Shang Wu pretended to have just arrived, walked over, waved her phone at him, and hung up: "I'm here."
Zhou Yanci put on a gentle smile and walked over to put her coat on her.
"It's cold outside, why aren't you wearing more clothes? Are you done with work? I'll take you to eat."
Shang Wu's eyes darkened slightly, but she asked calmly, "Okay, where should we eat?"
Zhou Yanci opened the car door for her, his gaze full of doting affection.
"Changqing Hotel".
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