When He Miaoran heard this, she suddenly understood Hua Jie's purpose.

He was sent by someone above the Fu Group, so naturally he represented the opinions of the Fu Group's top management.

Don’t all these things indicate that the reason he came here is for... Ye Ruohuan.

How much of it could be Fu Yijian's idea?

When Huajie left MI, he noticed that everyone in the studio was in a low mood, exuding a strong sense of low pressure.

He frowned slightly, and caught a glimpse of the woman whom Mr. Fu's assistant had asked to take extra care of - Ye Ruohuan.

Her face was even more gloomy.

He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then left quickly.

He Miaoran watched Hua Jie's back as he left, and then her eyes instantly caught sight of Ye Ruohuan who was concentrating on his work.

She clenched her teeth, and her eyes seemed to be filled with poison, cruel and sharp.

"Ye, Ruo, Huan..."

How dare you be so shameless as to let the Fu family protect you?

Then I'll make all your shields disappear!

At this time, on the top floor of the Fu Building.

The morning sunlight slowly spread across the carpet in the room. A man in a suit and vest, holding a cup of coffee, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at the city view.

Someone pushed the door open behind him and said respectfully, "Mr. Fu."

"How's it going?"

Fu Yijian took a sip of coffee and asked the visitor indifferently.

The assistant reported: "Manager Hua has already talked to Miss He, and Miss He also expressed her acceptance."

"Also," the assistant handed over a file and said, "All of Yixun Wendy's competition information is here."

Fu Yijian turned around, took the information, glanced at it, and said, "Go and collect the information for some important jewelry design competitions at the end of the year, as well as the dates of the international jewelry exhibitions in the spring of next year."

The assistant responded and said hesitantly, "Also, Mr. Fu... Supervisor Hua told me another thing when he came back from the inspection."

Fu Yijian raised his head and looked at him inquiringly.

The assistant said with a tingling scalp: "Manager Hua found out that Miss He got very angry at Miss Ye this morning."

Fu Yijian frowned, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked, "Why?"

"Because... Miss Ye lost the order."

Fu Yijian thought for a moment and asked, "Is it a client named Zhang Ling?"

The assistant nodded, "Yes, that's right." He wondered when President Fu became so familiar with MI's business?

Fu Yijian lowered his head and remained silent. He waved his hand and asked his assistant to leave.

After that, he looked at the document on the table, took out his mobile phone from his pocket without hesitation, and dialed a familiar number.

"Hello?"

When Fu Yijian heard the female voice that didn't sound unusual, he felt less worried.

He asked calmly, "Did everything go well today?"

Ye Ruohuan was a little surprised when she received Fu Yijian's call, but then she reacted and responded softly, "Very...very good."

She remembered that she was scolded for no reason because she lost Zhang Ling's order, and she was still feeling a little depressed.

Fu Yijian could hear her dull voice and frowned, and he knew that she had concealed what happened this morning.

Ye Ruohuan was afraid that if she continued to talk, the truth would be exposed, so she dodged her gaze a few times and asked, "I won't talk to you for now, I still have to go and get busy."

She hung up the phone in a hurry without waiting for Fu Yijian to speak.

Ye Ruohuan breathed a sigh of relief into her phone. Lying was really not her forte, and she almost got exposed in front of Fu Yijian just now.

Fu Yijian on the other end looked at the black screen of his phone with an unhappy expression.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, He Miaoran hurriedly left the studio after receiving a phone call.

Before leaving, she passed by Ye Ruohuan and said to her, "The studio has given up on Zhang Ling's order."

Then, he left in a hurry.

Ye Ruohuan looked at He Miaoran's departing back blankly, wondering why it ended so simply.

When Huo Zixi saw the boss leave, she immediately ran over, poked Ye Ruohuan with her elbow, and said, "Maybe Sister He was in a bad mood this morning. Look, she asked you to give up Zhang Ling's order in the afternoon. Isn't it obvious that she is protecting you?"

Ye Ruohuan remained silent. She had a feeling that things were not that simple. He Miaoran’s anger in the morning was real, but it was also true that he asked her to give up Zhang Ling’s order.

She frowned slightly, not understanding the plot.

He Miaoran came to the commercial building owned by Fu’s family.

She walked to a corner and dialed a phone number, "Where are you now?"

"The women's clothing section on the fifth floor." The other party left this message and hung up immediately.

He Miaoran immediately went up to the fifth floor and after walking around for a while, he finally found his target.

Shu Manlan was followed by two or three shopping guides, all of whom had a smiling face and recommended various new clothing and bag styles to her.

"Mrs. Fu, take a look at this. This is a high-end dress from the Paris fashion show. There are only three pieces in the world, and this is the only one in China."

"Mrs. Fu, this light blue cheongsam can especially set off your elegant and noble temperament, and it can also highlight your figure. You may wish to try it."

"Mrs. Fu, all the latest Italian handbags are here. You can use them to match your clothes as you like."

"Mrs. Fu..."

The shopping guides surrounded Shu Manlan and tried to persuade her to buy it.

As long as they can complete one order, they won't have to worry about their bonus at the end of the year.

Shu Manlan looked at the clothes and bags they recommended and felt tempted, so she picked up a few pieces and walked into the fitting room.

He Miaoran had been hiding in the dark and observing Shu Manlan's behavior. A shopping guide followed her and asked politely, "Miss, how can I help you?"

He Miaoran took a quick look, pointed at a red dress, and said, "Give me that one to try."

The salesperson's eyes lit up with delight, because that red dress was from a high-end New York brand.

She secretly admired in her heart that this young lady really had good taste.

Moreover, she took a quick look at He Miaoran's clothes and saw that they were all branded clothes, so she must be able to afford that skirt.

So she quickly took off the skirt, presented it with both hands, and handed it to He Miaoran.

He Miaoran saw Shu Manlan walk into the fitting room, so she hurriedly followed her in with the skirt.

She changed her clothes inside and listened quietly to the noise outside.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside.

When the shopping guides saw Shu Manlan coming out in her new dress, they all flattered her, "Mrs. Fu, you look so good in this dress!"

"Your skin is so good. With this dress, you look like a star, shining brightly. I can't take my eyes off you."

"That's right, you look so beautiful in it!"

Shu Manlan listened to their nice words with a smile on her face. She said nothing, but in fact she was very happy.