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Jiang He picked up the chopsticks and said to Wu Jianwei, "Eat. You will get low blood sugar if you eat on an empty stomach."
"Yeah." Kirimi nodded slightly. Fortunately, the tables here have been replaced and are of a suitable height, so there is no need for someone to hold the bowls.
Everyone ate their noodles in silence, except Meng Yanxiu, who sat beside Wu Jianwei, staring at her motionlessly. When she lowered her head, Meng Yanxiu instinctively reached out and brushed away the hair that had fallen on her cheek with his fingertips.
"No need." Kirimi turned her head slightly to avoid it, took off the hairband from her wrist, and tied her hair up neatly.
In the silence, Wu Ze suddenly said to Jiang He, "You have a day off today. Eat some noodles and go back to rest."
Jiang He was stunned for a few seconds, then shook his head: "No, I have to prepare the payroll today, and I can't delay it."
"This is indeed an important matter. You can leave work early after you finish it." Wu Ze glanced at the time and said, "I'm not going to the company today."
"Of course you can go if you want to, and not go if you don't want to..." Jiang He said to himself.
Wu Ze turned to Meng Yanxiu again and said, "Yanxiu, are you busy today? If not, let's go play some golf together. It's been a while since we've been active."
"Something." Meng Yanxiu's eyes were still glued to Wu Jianwei. She was still eating very slowly, and when others were almost finished, she had only started halfway.
Seeing that she was intentionally speeding up, Meng Yanxiu lowered his head and blew gently on her spoon: "Be careful of the heat, eat slowly, don't rush."
Wu Jian lowered his eyes slightly and said softly, "Your saliva is about to blow in."
Meng Yanxiu leaned close to her ear and said, "Then feed me this spoon that I blew on."
"..." Wu Jianwei didn't say anything, nor did he lose face in front of his friends. He continued to eat noodles with his head down. Jiang He, who was watching from the side, wiped his mouth and smiled.
"Tsk tsk tsk, stop showing off your affection." Wu Ze leaned out half of his body and waved his hand in front of Meng Yanxiu's eyes. "Then let's have dinner together tonight. The game project you led me to invest in has been quite profitable over the years. I want to thank you very much."
"Next time." Meng Yanxiu glanced around and said, "You guys go first. I'll stay with my wife."
"..." Wu Jianwei nudged Meng Yanxiu lightly with her knee under the table.
Jiang He picked up her bag and said, "Mi Wu, I really need to go home and change clothes. I'm in a hurry to go to work, so I'll leave first."
Wu Jianwei said apologetically, "Jiang Jiang, thank you for your hard work. I made you stay up late."
"What are you talking about? Don't be so polite to me." Jiang He waved his hand and left. Wu Ze's friends also left one after another, and the box was almost empty in an instant.
Meng Yanxiu turned sideways, his gaze fixed on the motionless Wu Ze: "Why aren't you leaving yet?"
"I'll accompany Jianwei too." Wu Ze smiled frivolously. "If you don't want to do me the honor, I can always ask her out for dinner, right?"
"Thank you." Kirimi Weigang smiled politely.
Meng Yanxiu's cold voice had already reached his ears: "Wu Jianwei, try smiling again?"
Before Wu Jianwei could react, Wu Ze instantly put away his frivolous attitude and said, "Forget it, I'd better go now. Bye, you two can chat slowly!"
The private room fell silent again. Wu Jianwei finished his noodles and spoke for the first time: "Please take me home."
"Hmm?" Meng Yanxiu was indeed stunned, looking at her inquiringly, "You actually asked me to take you there today? You're not going to confront me anymore?"
"Well, but you have to promise me that you won't go looking for Fu Li and don't ask about me and her." Then, Wu Jianwei stood up and said, "Let's go."
Meng Yanxiu's eyes turned cold: "Wait, I'll let Lin Jue come and take you there."
"No, I want you to take me there, right now." Wu Jianwei stared at him, fearing that if she stepped out of the door, he would go and cause trouble for Fu Li.
Meng Yanxiu frowned, "You are forcing me to agree to you. You didn't even give me a chance to choose."
"I forced you, so what?" Wu Jianwei admitted frankly.
"You really don't want me to know?" Meng Yanxiu also stood up, his tone suppressed, "You don't even want to tell me about your own affairs."
"Yes, I don't want you to interfere in my private affairs." After saying that, Wu Jianwei reached out and tugged at his sleeve, her voice filled with fatigue, "I'm sleepy."
"You push me away, and yet you make demands on me." Meng Yanxiu lowered his eyes and looked at her. "Wu Jianwei, you are the best at playing with people's hearts."
Wu Jianwei pondered his words and nodded: "Didn't you tell me before not to play with dogs, but with you? Now you don't like being played with?"
"Do you dare to continue playing with me?" Meng Yanxiu sneered. Without waiting for her to answer, he walked over and opened the door of the private room. "I'll take you home."
The journey home passed in silence. Kirimi turned his head towards the car window and closed his eyes, but his mind was clearer than ever.
The moment the car stopped, she opened her eyes, pushed open the door, and looked back at Meng Yanxiu: "You promised me, don't break your promise."
"Do you believe my promise now? Why don't you believe my other promises?" Meng Yanxiu unbuckled his seat belt with a "click".
"Let's go." Wu Jianwei had just put one foot on the ground when her wrist was grabbed by a familiar force. Meng Yanxiu's palm was burning hot, making her tremble unconsciously. "What for?"
Meng Yanxiu leaned forward to close the distance between them, his eyes darkening as he said, "I'll take you upstairs."
"No need." She tried to pull her hand back.
Meng Yanxiu not only didn't loosen his grip, but tightened it even more. His voice was icy: "Is he still at your house?"
"Who?" Wu Jianwei was startled for a moment, then he suddenly realized he was talking about Zhou Shuye, so he deliberately answered, "Oh, yes."
"Then I will definitely send you up there." Meng Yanxiu said in a firm tone.
Wu Jianwei pried open his fingers one by one and said indifferently: "My bed can't accommodate three people."
"The fog is getting lighter." Meng Yanxiu's eyes were filled with anger, and his Adam's apple rolled violently.
"Goodbye." She didn't look back, and walked straight into the residential complex after getting off the car. When she was sure Meng Yanxiu couldn't see her anymore, her strength instantly slipped away, and tears flowed uncontrollably, blurring her vision.
Meng Yanxiu didn't leave. He watched Wu Jianwei's pretended upright figure disappear around the corner. He lowered the car window, lit a cigarette, and whispered coldly, "Do you think I don't know you're crying with your back to me? Why are you sad when you say harsh words to me?"
Wu Jianwei returned home, curled up on the sofa, took some medicine first, relaxed for a while and took a bath. In the afternoon, she rushed to the inlay factory with the design draft to discuss the bracelet making process.
For several days, she stayed in the inlay factory from morning to night, paying close attention to every detail of the bracelet, and watching her design gradually take shape in the busyness.
In the evening of the day when the bracelet was completed, she walked into a garden club hidden in the city, carrying a brocade box.
The first floor of the clubhouse was a tea room, and the second floor was a restaurant. It was dinner time, and the tea room was sparsely populated. Wu Jianwei walked up the bluestone steps, through the quiet courtyard, and arrived at the private room in the center.
"Mrs. Yang." She knocked lightly on the door.
Mrs. Yang had fair skin and a plump figure, and the lustrous white pearl necklace around her neck accentuated her elegance. As soon as she saw Wu Jianwei, a smile immediately spread across her face. "Jianwei, come in and sit here."
"Okay." Wu Jianwei sat down at one side and took out the bracelet and handed it to Mrs. Yang. Opposite Mrs. Yang sat a smartly dressed young woman, and Wu Jianwei nodded to her.
"This is my niece, Ya He." Mrs. Yang introduced, "Jianwei, Ya He is an agent and has brought in many promising newcomers."
"Hello, Teacher Ya." Wu Jianwei took the initiative to extend her hand and shake hands with her.
"Hello." Yahe also responded politely, looking at Wu Jianwei carefully.
After examining the bracelet for a while, Mrs. Yang ordered tea to be served to Wu Jianwei. She then said to Ya He, "This little girl is very talented. I went to her school's exhibition before, and her work was my favorite. The materials she uses aren't expensive, but the designs are always innovative and catch the eye immediately. Is this the effect you want?"
Ya He took the bracelet and examined it carefully. "It's really unique. This enamel bracelet incorporates elements of the vajra and the redbud flower. It's very ingenious."
"Jianwei," Mrs. Yang said, smiling, getting straight to the point. "I ordered this bracelet from you, but after talking to Yahe, I felt it would be more suitable for young people. It just so happens that one of her artists has an event next week, and if she could wear your jewelry, it would be a rare publicity opportunity for you."
Ya He added: "Not only at events, but also when fans see her street style photos of herself in and out of the airport, some people will ask for the same style."
Wu Jianwei suddenly realized that this meant he wanted to take it for free.
She still kept smiling: "Mrs. Yang, Teacher Ya, which artist do you want to wear it for? I also want to confirm whether the wrist size is suitable."
Yahe called out a name that Wu Jianwei had never heard of before. It turned out to be a newcomer that no one had ever found.
But then she thought again: Mrs. Yang has extensive connections, and this client must be retained. Besides, today's newcomers might become famous one day. Since she was put in this position, she might as well give Mrs. Yang a favor and take a chance.
"How about this, Mr. Ya, you take the bracelet first." Wu Jian stood up slightly and checked the time. "If the size is not suitable, please feel free to contact me and I will ask the factory to adjust it. It's getting late today, so I won't disturb you from enjoying tea. I'll be leaving first."
Ya He and Mrs. Yang smiled at each other, and Mrs. Yang extended a cordial invitation: "Jianwei, if you have no other plans, how about having dinner together in the restaurant upstairs?"
"I've been getting a lot of custom orders lately, and I have to rush back to the studio tonight," Wu Jianwei said, finding a decent excuse to decline. For a first-time collaboration, it's best to maintain a proper distance. The favor has already been done, so I can't reveal all my cards at once.
Mrs. Yang no longer insisted: "It's a good thing for young people to be ambitious. Then you go ahead and do your work. We'll get together next time."
Coming out of the teahouse, the autumn wind blew. Wu Jianwei covered his chest with his hands, but he couldn't hide the pain in his heart.
Not counting the design and labor costs, the bracelet alone cost 60,000 yuan. She smiled bitterly inwardly, hoping that this investment would make a splash.
She sighed repeatedly and just as she reached the door of the club, an elegant lady wearing a silk scarf happened to walk out of the restaurant on the second floor and recognized her at a glance.
"Wuwu! It's really you!" The aunt hugged her in surprise. "Why are you eating alone? Come on, I'll go with you. Even though I just finished eating, I can still have another bowl of soup."
"Auntie, I didn't expect to see you here." Kirimi's mood brightened up. "I came here to meet a client. I've finished the meeting and had dinner. I'm just about to go home."
"Go home? That's perfect!" The aunt immediately waved to the driver to drive over. "I'll go home with you! I haven't seen Biscuit for a long time. I really miss that little guy."
Wu Jianwei was stunned for a moment, and stammered, "Ah... Auntie, I suddenly remembered that I have to go to the studio to take care of something, so I can't go back for the time being."
"It's okay. I have plenty of time. I'll ask the driver to take you to the studio. We'll go home together after you're done. I also want to see you working." The aunt made considerate arrangements, and the driver opened the back door.
"Ah..." Kirimi smiled woodenly, then got into the car with all her might, and changed her words weakly, "Auntie, I've thought about it, and I think slow work is better than slow work. I won't rush the design today."
"Is that so? That's fine too. Let's go straight home," the aunt said to the driver. "Let's go to Yanxiu's house."
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