"Shuyuan, don't be angry. You'll hurt yourself if you get angry. Open the door, and your second brother will take you to calm down." Shen Jiarui leaned over the door and gently comforted her.
Shen Shuyuan, leaning against the sofa, looked at the overturned sketches on the floor and secretly shed tears.
She only felt it was ironic.
After all these years of hard work, I just want one person to see it.
But he will never see it.
Anyone can be better than her.
Lu Zhiwei is one thing, but why can Luo Wuyan completely overpower her?
She hugged her knees, her eyes red from crying.
The noise inside the room was quite loud.
After inquiring about what had happened, the old lady came to Shen Shuyuan's room.
Upon seeing Shen Jiarui, he lay down outside the door like a lapdog, constantly calling out to Shen Shuyuan.
The old lady sighed.
"Stop it for a minute. You're always acting like a bootlicker, and in the end you'll get nothing."
She knew Shen Shuyuan too well; she had been sensitive and strong-willed since childhood.
She would put in ten times the effort of others to gain their recognition, striving to be number one in everything.
It was precisely because of this stubbornness that she was too tense, and her strength did not match her ambition.
“Grandma, Shuyuan is the darling of our Shen family. I will not allow anyone to bully her. This time, my brother has hurt her deeply.”
"Have you ever thought about why only your brother could hurt her?" The old lady hit the nail on the head.
Shen Jiarui was taken aback and released his hand from knocking on the door.
He wasn't unaware that, from childhood to adulthood, his younger sister, Shen Shuyuan, seemed to have always desired the approval of her older brother, Shen Jinmo.
His encouragement seemed to have little significance to Shen Shuyuan.
I thought about it for a while.
Shen Jiarui suddenly understood, "It must be because my brother is too outstanding. It's so hard to get my brother's approval, so he must be so sad to reject me."
"..." The old lady gazed at him intently.
How could the second son and his wife have given birth to such a dimwitted son?
With a sigh, the old lady turned and went to plant flowers.
Children and grandchildren have their own blessings; everything is preordained by them. She, an old woman, has no need to meddle in the affairs of young people.
Shen Jiarui waited outside the door for a while before Shen Shuyuan's door finally opened.
He stood up straight at the door, grinning: "Not crying anymore?"
Shen Shuyuan had regained her gentle and refined appearance, with no trace of crying on her face.
"I didn't cry."
"How could that be? What were those sounds coming from inside just now...?" He clearly heard chaotic smashing and sobbing sounds coming from inside the room.
"I'm watching short videos," Shen Shuyuan said evasively.
Shen Jiarui glanced at her room; it was neat and tidy, without a trace of mess.
He scratched his head, thinking he must have misheard.
Shen Shuyuan never makes a scene at home, and she never cries.
She always lived cautiously in the Shen family.
But he just wanted to pamper her and spoil her like a carefree little princess.
——
With the preliminary rounds of the design league now over, Lu Zhiwei finally had some free time and took a break.
Ruan Jizhou has been very busy lately, working on the reshoots for "Yunxi Ji".
In the past, once the great actor Ruan joined a film crew, he would be so busy that he would disappear into thin air, as if he had vanished without a trace.
But this time, his assistants, agents, and bodyguards all noticed that he was completely different from before.
During a break in filming, Ruan Jizhou immediately asked his assistant for his phone.
Send a message to Lu Zhiwei: [37 days.]
Lu Zhiwei, who was curled up on the sofa watching a TV series, saw a WeChat message from Ruan Jizhou at an inexplicable time.
She exited the drama-watching app, opened WeChat, and replied to him: [?]
Ruan Jizhou replied instantly: "The day it's finished is also the day I'll come to see you."
He didn't type out the rest of the sentence.
Regarding the relationship between the two of them, he can maintain a steady pace, neither advancing nor retreating, as long as Lu Zhiwei is willing to open her heart and accept him into it.
He will not stay for even a moment longer.
Lu Zhiwei looked at her WeChat message, smiled, and replied: "Work hard, make money, my two hundred million was made thanks to Actor Ruan."
Ruan Jizhou: [Yes, Miss Lu.]
As the director called for action, Ruan Jizhou put away his phone, but his smile remained.
Director Xin looked at his worthless grin and said, "Ji Zhou, when are you going to make an official announcement? 'Yunxi Ji' needs a big, sensational story to generate buzz, so why don't you take this opportunity..."
Ruan Jizhou's smile immediately vanished: "Don't mention such things again. She's not a tool for hype, and I don't need that kind of attention."
Director Xin was intimidated by his tough attitude, shut his mouth, and went back to filming.
Lu Zhiwei put down her phone and planned to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.
The door suddenly opened.
A senior chef wearing a white top hat and white uniform walked in, followed by a group of waiters carrying trays.
Judging from the setup, he must be a private chef hired by a Michelin-starred restaurant.
"You are..."
"Hello, Miss Lu." The crowd stood in a row and bowed to her, making quite a grand entrance.
Just then, a cool voice came from behind: "I heard you're on vacation, staying home all by yourself. I've come to invite you to dinner."
Lu Zhiwei looked in the direction of the sound.
Lin Jing pushed Shen Jinmo, who was sitting in a wheelchair, into the house.
Shen Jinmo glanced at the head chef, who then promptly instructed the waiters to bring all the dishes to the table and, incidentally, to remove the lids.
What comes into view are several famous French dishes from Michelin-starred restaurants.
First came the appetizers: mango and abalone, and scallop and orange salad.
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