Upon hearing the sound, everyone instinctively turned their heads.
Song Mai forced a smile and waved her hand gently, saying, "I accidentally knocked it over."
She crouched down to pick up the shards of glass, absentmindedly focused on her earlier speculation.
Before she knew it, a shard of glass pierced her fingertip, causing blood to flow freely.
The pain brought her back to her senses, and she stared blankly at the blood on the ground.
"Maizi, what's wrong?" Lin Ran was the first to notice that something was wrong with her and asked anxiously.
Everyone present instinctively turned to look at Lin Ran, without realizing what was happening.
Su He was even more dumbfounded, and anxiously repeated: "Wheat?"
Lin Ran realized she had misspoke and quickly went to Song Mai's side, saying in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I was in a hurry and called the wrong person."
"It's nothing." Song Mai didn't dare to look Lin Ran in the eye for a moment.
Her face was full of bitterness, but she forced a smile.
Chu Yunxing noticed that something was wrong with her, and when she was cleaning her wounds, he took the initiative to come to her side.
"Did something just happen to you?"
Song Mai did not respond, staring blankly into his eyes.
From childhood to adulthood, everyone has said that An'an's eyes are the most beautiful, and they look very much like their own.
But apart from those eyes, everything else about them is completely unlike me.
At first, she thought she resembled her father, but she didn't have any photos with her to prove it.
I hadn't noticed it before, but today when Chu Yunxing and An'an were close together, their faces looked like they were made from the same mold.
Song Mai's silence made Chu Yunxing even more puzzled, and he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired lately." Song Mai turned her head away, not daring to look him in the eye.
This appearance made Chu Yunxing even more puzzled, and he nodded thoughtfully.
Since Song Mai doesn't want to talk about it, I will never force her.
Back in front of everyone, Xie Wenwen asked curiously, "Why did you take so long?"
Song Mai forced a smile and shook her head: "It's nothing."
This concealed manner caused the others to exchange bewildered glances. Su He, with a gloomy expression, finally turned to look at Lin Ran after a long while and said in a low voice, "Come here for a moment."
The two walked to a secluded corner, Su He's expression was solemn.
“Wheat is also very important to me, and I don’t want you to hide things about her from me.”
Lin Ran's eyes were unfocused, and she spoke with a hint of guilt: "I don't know anything. I just shouted out unconsciously because I was so worried."
"You don't need to lie to me."
Seeing that Su He, who was always smiling and playful, was really angry, Lin Ran felt a little scared.
She remained silent for a moment, then couldn't help but sigh.
"Actually, Jiang Jibai told me that Sister Wan'er is Mai Zi."
Su He lost her footing for a moment and subconsciously took two steps back.
Tears welled in her eyes, but her face was filled with uncontrollable joy.
She nodded happily and whispered, "That's great, I knew Mai Zi wasn't dead, she's finally back."
"But this matter must be kept secret. Jiang Jibai said there might be a big conspiracy involved, but we haven't discovered it yet."
Suddenly remembering something, Su He asked curiously, "Doesn't Mai Zi know about this either?"
"They probably don't know."
The two returned with a hint of joy on their faces, and Su He kept glancing at Song Mai.
Song Mai made eye contact with her several times and found it very strange.
Su He smiled and nodded at her, leaving Song Mai feeling utterly helpless.
After playing with An'an for a while, it got dark, and everyone got up to leave.
Chu Yunxing glanced back at Song Mai with concern. After meeting his gaze, Song Mai inadvertently turned her head away, avoiding his eyes.
A fleeting look of disappointment crossed Chu Yunxing's eyes.
He looked down at An'an and said, "I'll come play with you again in a while, okay?"
An'an nodded obediently, but then suddenly looked thoughtful: "Uncle, please keep an eye on the time. I'm going home with my mom in a few days."
"Go home?" Chu Yunxing turned to look at Song Mai in surprise.
Song Mai lowered her eyes and remained silent, then smiled and said, "An'an, it's getting dark, let your uncle go home quickly."
An'an nodded obediently and turned to Song Mai's side.
Chu Yunxing left without saying anything more.
Su He also looked at Song Mai with reluctance, her eyes filled with tears.
Although Song Mai was puzzled, she could only gently reassure him: "Be careful on the road, and let me know when you get home."
Before she knew it, the day to go abroad arrived. Shen Xiujing called ahead to remind her not to forget the time.
Song Mai hadn't expected him to be so talkative, and couldn't help but chuckle: "Don't worry."
"Things have been a bit unsettled there lately, so you must be careful and take good care of An'an."
“I know that place very well; I should be the one reminding you. The clothes you requested are ready and should be with your assistant now.”
Song Mai did not hand the clothes to him personally because she was worried that someone might tamper with them.
Only after handing it over to his assistants and having them inspect it themselves could he feel at ease.
Without a second thought, Shen Xiujing replied, "I believe you."
After checking the luggage one last time to make sure nothing was missing, Song Mai got up with An An and prepared to drive to the airport.
Ji Fenghe suddenly rushed over at this moment and asked anxiously, "Are you really going to Fashion Week?"
"Fashion Week is the place every designer dreams of going to. You're not trying to stop me, are you?" When Song Mai looked at Ji Fenghe again, her eyes no longer held the tenderness they once had.
Such a gaze felt unfamiliar to Ji Fenghe, and his heart skipped a beat, his face showing a hint of hurt.
"I'll go with you. It's been a long time since I've been back to visit."
Faced with Ji Fenghe's suggestion, Song Mai initially wanted to refuse.
But then she thought that if she really investigated her background, Ji Feng would definitely notice.
Keeping him in the country is far less reassuring than having him by your side.
Thinking of this, Song Mai nodded gently: "Of course, you can come with us."
The three of them boarded a plane together to go to Fashion Week. Along the way, Song Mai rarely spoke to Ji Feng.
Ji Fenghe could sense her indifference and turned to look out the window in disappointment.
Just then, the plane experienced a turbulence, and Song Mai's cup became unsteady, with hot water about to spill onto An An. Suddenly, a large hand grabbed her wrist.
The large hand did not let go until the plane was stable.
Song Mai frowned subconsciously and said in a low voice, "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
A familiar voice came from above. Song Mai subconsciously looked up and saw Chu Yunxing standing in front of her.
"What a coincidence, what are you doing here?" Song Mai couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
But on second thought, perhaps his appearance was not a coincidence.
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