When they arrived at the design department, everyone seemed very busy. Although they saw the female lead bringing people in, only a few people greeted her occasionally, and she didn't attract much attention.
Jing Weiyang blinked; it seemed the female lead hadn't quite settled in yet.
Ning Luoyao led Jing Weiyang and her secretary into her office, and then actually took out the new design drawings to show them to her.
Since Jing Weiyang had said she would "give advice," she seriously considered and pondered the matter, and offered some of her own ideas.
Just then, the secretary who came in with her suddenly had her phone ring. She apologized and left before Jing Weiyang could stop her!
She subconsciously looked up at the female lead, only to find that the female lead was also looking at her, with an indescribably strange and peculiar expression on her face.
In an instant, the feeling of being scammed became even stronger!
She couldn't help but ask, "There's no one else in the room, are you going to keep pretending?"
"Oh, what do you think I'm pretending for?"
Ning Luoyao took a step back and sat down in her seat. She casually typed a few words on the keyboard, but the webcam next to the computer quietly turned on, clearly recording the image of Jing Weiyang holding the design drawings on the screen.
She smiled genuinely for the first time that day.
Jing Weiyang had been staring at her, so she naturally saw her smile. She felt uneasy and uncomfortable, and couldn't help but throw the design back at her.
"That's all I have to say. Use it if you find it useful, otherwise it's fine. I'm leaving now."
Ning Luoyao clearly sensed Jing Weiyang's nervousness, and joy gradually spread through her heart: "Okay, you can go now."
Jing Weiyang frowned and stared at her for a long time, unable to figure out what the female lead was up to. After two minutes of this, she opened the door with a puzzled look in her eyes.
Outside the door was the secretary, who was about to push the door open and come in.
Seeing that Jing Weiyang was about to leave, the secretary hurriedly followed: "I'm sorry, Madam, it was Secretary Jiang who called to ask me about it..."
As the two left, the design department staff, who were slow to learn the news, finally couldn't help but whisper among themselves:
"Was that the proprietress just now? She's so beautiful!"
"Yeah, yeah, when she walked in just now, I thought she was a model that Director Ning had found somewhere,"
"Speaking of which, don't you think Director Ning's wife looks somewhat like her?"
"Yes, yes, yes, I just secretly took a picture, and it does look somewhat similar!"
The moment the man finished speaking, someone else exclaimed excitedly, "You have photos? Post them! Post them!"
"Ha, do you guys think it's because Director Ning looks like the boss's wife that the president..."
"Only then what?"
Suddenly, a chilling female voice rang out from above, making the girl's heart sink. When she looked up, she met a pair of cold eyes, and she almost jumped up in fright.
Ning Luoyao glared at her fiercely, then suddenly raised her voice and shouted:
"You're all looking for trouble, aren't you? If the new season's design sketches aren't coming out, none of you are going home today!"
Everyone was startled, and although they were dissatisfied, no one dared to utter a sound.
As soon as she walked into the office and the door closed, everyone showed expressions of resentment.
Ning Luoyao returned to her office with the coffee, but remained motionless for a long time after closing the door.
Her red lips were tightly pressed together, and a hint of cold cruelty lingered on her beautiful face.
She remembered that mysterious number. Since it had helped her succeed so many times, she hoped that this time would be no exception.
Jing Weiyang, I will ruin your reputation!
On the other hand, perhaps because she is a supporting female character, she and the female lead are inherently incompatible.
Whenever the female lead's affairs come up, Jing Weiyang can't help but overthink things.
Therefore, even after leaving the design department, she kept recalling and thinking about what was wrong.
As she walked, she suddenly stopped and blurted out, "I remember now!"
The secretary looked at her with a puzzled expression: "Madam, what's wrong?"
She didn't have time to explain much; her delicate face paled slightly as she asked urgently, "Where is my husband?"
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