“Because I like President Shen. I will help him achieve what he wants,” Donnie said firmly.
"Pfft..." The sudden confession startled Shen Jinmo's waist.
The tea he had just drunk sprayed out.
This was the first time he had ever lost his composure at the dinner table.
Lu Zhiwei, on the other hand, looked like she had opened the door to gossip, and glanced at Shen Jinmo with a smile.
He was wearing a light-colored casual outfit today, his face was pale and sickly, and his facial features were sharp and angular, exuding an innate air of nobility and arrogance.
Her face and figure not only attract women, but unexpectedly, they also attract men's favor.
Shen Jinmo, his face grim, slammed his teacup down on the table: "Take back what you just said, or you'll be kicked out of the Shen family today."
"President Shen, I'm serious. Otherwise, why would I insist on becoming the chief designer at Shen's Group? Wouldn't it be better to stay abroad? Besides, I frequently come to your office to submit design drafts. Can't you see my intentions?"
"Get out!" Shen Jingmo was annoyed by this nonsensical string of words.
He looked at Lu Zhiwei with a flustered expression, afraid that she might misunderstand something.
"Lu Zhiwei, don't overthink it, I..."
“I’m not interested in Mr. Shen’s private life. I’m here to talk to Mr. Tang about work. If you’re feeling stressed, go outside for some fresh air.” Lu Zhiwei knew he wasn’t in the mood to stay there any longer.
The atmosphere here made him feel oppressed and suffocated.
Shen Jinmo stood up decisively. "I'm going out for a smoke."
He strode out of the private room.
Luo Wuyan stood outside the door and heard the entire conversation that had just taken place in the private room.
Luo Wuyan stared at him with a strange look and smiled.
Shen Jinmo felt increasingly disgusted and glared at Luo Wuyan: "Don't laugh."
He then got up and left.
As soon as the others left, Luo Wuyan entered the private room.
Donnie saw Luo Wuyan, who was handsome, and couldn't help but take a few more glances: "And who is this young man?"
Luo Wuyan pulled out a chair and sat down next to Lu Zhiwei: "Don't you dare try anything with me, I'm a woman."
After she finished speaking, she forcefully straightened her chest, displaying her feminine pride and symbolism before him.
Donnie curled his lip in dissatisfaction: "What a pity. Otherwise, I might have considered a brief fling."
Lu Zhiwei and Luo Wuyan sat at the dining table, feeling extremely uncomfortable, with goosebumps rising all over their bodies.
But Lu Zhiwei quickly calmed down and started talking about serious matters.
"Mr. Tang, do you know Grayson's brother, John?" Lu Zhiwei asked.
Donnie: "Of course, he's my mentor."
"John's reputation is slightly inferior to Master Grayson's, so why did you become John's disciple?"
"Do you think I don't want to become Grayson's apprentice? But Grayson only accepted one last disciple and turned us all away. However, I am very interested in meeting Mr. Grayson's apprentice and seeing who can win his favor."
"You'll have a chance to meet him. I'd like to ask Mr. Tang if he knows anything about the current situation of your master, John?"
“I haven’t seen him in a long time. The last time was when I went to his manor to ask him for advice on the art of face painting.” Donnie brought up the art of face painting.
Lu Zhiwei quietly held her phone.
The original intention was to inform him of John's death and try to find some clues from him.
It's clear that Donnie is very smart.
It seemed I could guess what she wanted to ask and what she wanted to know.
I had already given her the answers I had prepared in advance.
It's as if she's eager to prove herself to be a master of makeup artistry and to show her admiration for Shen Jinmo.
These all fit their assumptions about half-face makeup.
Especially—
He had long, blond hair and a face more beautiful than a woman's.
After the makeup challenge, the model claimed that the half-face makeup she saw was that of a woman.
That's actually possible.
He is a man who looks like a woman.
In an instant.
It seemed that all the suspicions had automatically shifted from Shen Shuyuan to Donnie in front of them.
Is he the real murderer, or just a scapegoat?
It remains to be seen.
"Does President Lu also know Grayson and my mentor?" Donnie suddenly asked her.
It seems they are trying to find out more about her from the opposite perspective.
"I heard about them when I was abroad. They are the most outstanding and veteran painters in the world." Lu Zhiwei said vaguely to brush it off.
The only sound in the private room was the clatter of cutlery; there was no other conversation.
After the meal, Shen Jinmo did not return.
Lu Zhiwei and Luo Wuyan went to the basement to retrieve their car.
Shen Jinmo was waiting for her in his car in the underground parking lot. When he saw them coming, he pushed open the door and walked straight to Lu Zhiwei's side: "I'll take you home."
Luo Wuyan opened the car door for Lu Zhiwei: "I wouldn't dare trouble President Shen. I'll take Weiwei home."
Shen Jinmo's face was grim, and his whole body was cold and aloof: "Luo Wuyan, can't you go find a boyfriend? Stop spending all your time revolving around Lu Zhiwei."
"No way, what man can compare to my Weiwei?" Luo Wuyan laughed, got into the driver's seat, and started the car.
Perhaps it was influenced by Downey.
Shen Jinmo's gaze towards Luo Wuyan also became somewhat abnormal.
"You wouldn't happen to be..." Shen Jingmo didn't finish his sentence.
Luo Wuyan stepped on the gas and sped away.
Lu Zhiwei sat in the car, holding her phone, browsing through all of Donnie's design works.
This is what she had Tianxia Wushuang retrieve from the database.
“No.” Lu Zhiwei shook her head.
Luo Wuyan asked her, "What's wrong?"
"The art style is off."
Luo Wuyan thought Lu Zhiwei was referring to the conversation between Shen Jinmo and her earlier, so she quickly explained, "Boss, I still prefer men, don't worry."
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