Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

Mr. Gong called the housekeeper to clean up the trash can.

"Throw this garbage away, it affects your mood."

"Yes."

In front of Gong Chen, the housekeeper tore up the paper filled with "artistic conception" in the trash can, crumpled it into a ball, then stuffed it all into a black trash bag and left the study.

The old man picked up the teacup and blew on it, and said in a deep voice: "This cooperation is very important, don't make any mistakes. Song Wanqiu is your fiancée, and her image is also your image. Don't let others catch her."

"I know, I'm leaving first."

Gong Chen stood up and turned to leave.

……

courtyard.

Lin Zhiyi slept for the whole afternoon after returning, and started drawing the design after dinner in the evening.

At this time, Liu He came in with some fruit.

She held the fruit fork to Lin Zhiyi's lips, showing off the huge ruby ​​ring on her finger.

Lin Zhiyi took a bite of the fruit and said, "Is this a gift from your uncle?"

Liu He covered her lips and said proudly, "The one the Song family sent to apologize was bought by Qin Shuang at an auction two months ago. He gave it to me without ever wearing it once."

"Mom, don't get carried away. They only give gifts to the old man to show off."

Lin Zhiyi tried to persuade him, fearing that Liu He would let down his guard in a fit of impatience.

A jewel ring is nothing compared to Song Wanqiu's status as Gong Chen's fiancée.

The mother and daughter are just trying to gain a big return with a small investment.

Liu He waved her hand: "I'm not stupid, but I'll be happy if I can make her bleed profusely. Who let them bully others by relying on the support of the third brother? Fortunately, the third brother doesn't bother to pay attention to them now!"

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi paused while biting the fruit.

"Mom, what do you mean?"

Liu He touched the ring, leaned back in the chair, and smiled contentedly.

"How come you are even less informed than I am? Song Wanqiu has been exposed for so many things recently. Although she came out to explain, her image still plummeted."

"If it was in the past, the third brother would definitely have stepped in to defend her, but this time he hasn't done anything yet. Many people are saying that they are not getting along."

"It's better to split it up. Without the third brother to help, the Song family is nothing. Let's see how they can still act arrogantly!"

After hearing this, Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips.

Relationship discord?

At Camellia Villa, when Song Wanqiu's room was searched, Gong Chen did not stop it.

This doesn't quite look like him.

Just as he was thinking about it, Lin Zhiyi's cell phone rang a few times.

It's a message pushed to the mobile phone.

Normally she doesn't read these messages, but this time she clicked on it for some reason.

A photo caught Lin Zhiyi's eye with great shock. The fireworks in the photo almost lit up the entire sky.

And under the fireworks stood a perfect couple.

Song Wanqiu and Gong Chen.

The man in the photo is looking up at the sky and smiling softly, a complete change from his cold appearance in public.

Song Wanqiu leaned over and tiptoed to kiss him on the cheek.

The comments below are all full of envy.

"Who said that Third Master and Wan Qiu are not on good terms? Today's fireworks were specially set off by Third Master because he saw Wan Qiu was in a bad mood."

"How romantic! Wan Qiu is the only one who can make Master San laugh."

"What's the difference between this and a prince or princess?"

Afterwards, the heroine Song Wanqiu appeared and responded.

"Thank you for your concern. San Ye and I are doing well. I hope everyone will not be deceived by false information on the Internet."

The general meaning is that she and Gong Chen have a very good relationship, and the previous news about her on the Internet was all false.

With the news that Gong Chen set off fireworks to cheer up his fiancée, all the bad reviews about Song Wanqiu disappeared within just a few hours.

After reading it, Lin Zhiyi put down her phone and chuckled, "Mom, they are in a good relationship, don't worry about it."

Liu He sat up straight, took out his cell phone to check it, and paced around the room angrily.

"What's so good about Song Wanqiu? You and the third brother clearly..."

"Mom! Don't talk nonsense! I'm busy now, you go and have a rest." Lin Zhiyi stared at her warningly.

Liu He bit her lip, sighed deeply, turned and walked out of the room.

Lin Zhiyi lowered his head and continued to draw the design, but he had no thoughts for a long time.

She simply got up and walked to the window and stared at the sky.

……

three days later.

Lin Zhiyi finally designed jewelry that she was satisfied with.

Today, Mr. Yu will also come to the studio to finalize the draft.

Lin Zhiyi felt both nervous and excited when she thought that this was her first client in her life.

As soon as she entered the studio, a figure quickly followed her into the office.

It’s Shen Yan.

"Zhiyi, you're so happy? It seems that you are very confident in Mr. Yu's design."

Shen Yan raised her voice, attracting the attention of many colleagues.

But her eyes never left the drawing board in Lin Zhiyi's hand.

Lin Zhiyi's eyes moved slightly, and he immediately smiled: "Of course, I am very confident that it will work this time."

When Shen Yan heard this, a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes, but she still had a seemingly sincere smile on her face.

"Wow! Zhiyi, I knew you were good. You can do it this time!"

As she spoke, she glanced at the approaching figure and curled the corners of her lips slightly.

Song Wanqiu walked over gracefully in a high-end suit.

As the heroine who has been hotly searched these days, wherever she goes, she becomes the focus.

She stopped in front of Lin Zhiyi and gently shook the drawing board in her hand.

"Zhiyi, I'm sorry, Mr. Xue asked me to explain the design to you later."

Lin Zhiyi frowned: "What do you mean?"

Song Wanqiu looked helpless: "Maybe Third Master thinks my design is more suitable for Mr. Yu. Don't be angry. I can't do anything if Third Master insists on doing this. He has always been so overbearing."

She said there was nothing she could do, but her eyes were full of pride.

Upon hearing this, the burn on Lin Zhiyi's arm began to ache again. The opportunity she had fought so hard for was actually given to Song Wanqiu so easily by Gong Chen!

She clenched her fists, trying to suppress the pain that burst out from her heart, which made her whole body tense, like a string about to break.

Song Wanqiu smiled and leaned close to her, whispering, "It's uncomfortable, right? I've said before that you can't beat me. No matter what happens, Third Master will always stand by me in the end."

Lin Zhiyi took a deep breath and sneered, "Song Wanqiu, you feel bad too, right? You can only beat me with the help of a man."

Song Wanqiu's smile froze.

At this time, Chen Huan walked out of the tea room holding a coffee pot.

"Today's coffee is ready, raise your hand if you want one."

Chen Huan is very proactive in his work and likes to rush to do small tasks, especially being the first one to arrive every day and make coffee for everyone.

She didn't notice that the atmosphere between Lin Zhiyi and Song Wanqiu was not right, and walked over with a coffee pot.

"Zhiyi, Miss Song, I'll pour you a cup too...ah!"

Chen Huan felt something tripping him, and the whole pot of coffee spilled onto Lin Zhiyi and Song Wanqiu.

They both instinctively raised their hands to block the scalding coffee.

Although they were not burned, the coffee soaked their design drafts, leaving a large stain and destroying all the details on the design drafts.

"Chen Huan! What are you doing?" Shen Yan shouted and pushed away the stunned Chen Huan.

Chen Huan came back to his senses and quickly apologized, "I, I didn't mean to do that. I just tripped and I really didn't know this would happen!"

Looking at the wet design draft, Song Wanqiu was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but because of her image, she did not dare to lose her temper.

Suddenly, a serious voice sounded.

"what happened?"