“Okay. But…” Lin Jing hesitated.
"What?" Shen Jinmo raised his eyelids, his sharp phoenix eyes full of killing intent.
Lin Jing, who had been on the verge of speaking, completely fell silent: "It's nothing, I'll take care of it right away."
Actually, what he wanted to say was that there was no need to tell the young mistress what President Shen said next.
If you're just sending a dress, why add the disclaimer that it's compensation on behalf of Miss Wan Ying?
When Xia Wanying woke up, she seemed startled and kept hugging Shen Jinmo's neck: "Brother Shen, I want a hug. My head hurts so much."
Shen Jinmo let her hug him, gently stroking her head with his fingertips to relieve her pain: "Rub it and blow on it and it won't hurt anymore."
He bestowed all his tenderness upon Xia Wanying.
When the Xia family was in trouble, it was because he failed to protect her that she ended up in such a miserable state.
Perhaps if he treated her better, his guilt would lessen.
Xia Wanying opened her eyes and looked at the handsome Shen Jinmo in front of her. She pinched his cheek with her hand and said, "Brother Shen, when are you going to marry me? You won't lie to Yingying, will you? If you break your promise, I will take a paintbrush and write all over the hospital that Brother Shen is a big scumbag."
Shen Jinmo smiled and ruffled her hair: "No, I will definitely marry you."
I came out of the ward.
Shen Jinmo resumed his indifferent expression, put one hand in his pocket, and walked into Xia Wanying's private doctor's office.
The doctor greeted him warmly: "Young Master Shen, Miss Xia has been doing quite well these past few days, especially after hearing that you were coming to see her today. Please come and spend more time with her when you have the chance."
"It's just treating the symptoms, not the root cause. If she wants to fully recover, she absolutely needs to hire that spiritual painter." Shen Jinmo sat on the sofa with his long legs crossed, his deep eyes sharp and indifferent.
"Yes, Miss Xia's mental instability is due to severe psychological trauma. Mental illness requires mental medicine."
"Okay, I understand. Why did she suddenly faint today? Has this happened before?" Shen Jinmo asked before leaving.
His narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, and his pale face made it impossible to discern his emotions.
“This has never happened before. Maybe she was frightened today, and her emotions were all over the place. She was making a fuss this morning, saying she wanted to leave and move in with you,” the doctor told the truth.
...
On the way back to the company, Shen Jinmo drove himself.
Qi Mingli called, his phone connected to the car stereo, and he answered directly: "Weren't you looking for some kind of 'spiritual painter'? You've heard of the world's most famous painters' alliance, right?"
Shen Jingmo held the steering wheel with one hand, his shirt sleeves slightly rolled up, exuding an air of refined elegance even while driving: "Mm."
The Artists Alliance is an alliance organization that emerged a few years ago, and its artists are located all over the world.
The artists take on all sorts of jobs, almost anything is possible.
But whenever drawing is used, everyone will think of this organization.
There is a saying in the world that describes this organization.
Produced by the Alliance, it is guaranteed to be of high quality. Ma Liang, the master painter, was reincarnated as a god.
"What a coincidence! This artist Rose is also a member of the alliance. I've infiltrated the group where artists and clients trade freely. I'll add you in. Go and privately message that artist Rose and see if she'll take any orders."
"Thanks, bro." Shen Jingmo hung up the phone, a confident smile playing on his thin lips.
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Lu Zhiwei returned to the Lu family villa, went upstairs to her bedroom, and took a shower.
Feeling humiliated, Lu Jingyao held her breath, wanting to find a way to get revenge.
Lin Jing personally carried shopping bags to their door.
This ironically presented an opportunity to Lu Jingyao.
"My sister is taking a shower upstairs. I'll bring your clothes up for you." Lu Jingyao took the shopping bag from Lin Jing and turned to go up into the villa.
Lin Jing ultimately did not say the last sentence his boss had instructed him to say.
The boss is a scoundrel, but he wants to be a good person. The young mistress is beautiful and kind, and should have been a good match for President Shen.
Lu Zhiwei came out of the shower, wrapped in a white bathrobe.
Lu Jingyao knocked on the door and came in, handing her a shopping bag: "Your husband sent you some nice things."
Lu Zhiwei took the shopping bag and opened it.
Take out a white dress from inside.
The dress was cut into strips with scissors, and the word "bitch" was written on it in red ink.
"Your husband really hates you," Lu Jingyao said sarcastically, crossing her arms.
Lu Zhiwei threw the scraps of cloth back into the shopping bag, turned around, took a pair of scissors from the drawer, and rushed into the room.
Lu Jingyao chased after her with a grin: "Little sister, don't be like this. Murder is a crime and you'll go to jail. Calm down and don't act impulsively."
They thought Lu Zhiwei was about to rush downstairs to confront her mortal enemy and husband, Shen Jinmo.
Unexpectedly, he suddenly turned a corner and headed straight for her room.
Lu Jingyao panicked.
I didn't have time to catch up.
Lu Zhiwei rushed to her wardrobe, opened it, and started cutting up several of the latest designer dresses with scissors.
Strips of cloth were thrown out of the closet.
They even threw a few more on Lu Jingyao's head and face.
"Lu Zhiwei! What's wrong with you? Why are you cutting my skirt?" Lu Jingyao shouted, jumping up and down.
Lu Zhiwei put away the scissors: "An eye for an eye. Even if Shen Jinmo hates me, he wouldn't use such a low-class method. Only a low-class person would do something like this."
Lu Jingyao wanted to catch up.
Lu Zhiwei brandished the scissors in her hand: "If you cause any more trouble, I'll cut you up too."
With a bang, I slammed the door shut, went inside, and turned on the computer.
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