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

Seeing that Song Wanqiu had an unhappy expression on her face, Qin Shuang quickly picked up the phone on the ground and put it to her ear.

"Ah! I was wrong! I won't dare to do it again! Miss Song, save me!"

"Miss Song, save me! Otherwise, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!"

The screams of several men were extremely creepy, and Qin Shuang was so scared that he quickly turned off his phone.

She rubbed her brows and said, "This sound seems to be..."

Song Wanqiu said helplessly: "The director and those three hooligans... Third Master knows everything!"

"Calm down."

Qin Shuang tried to comfort Song Wanqiu, but was pushed away by her.

Song Wanqiu had no time to maintain her gentle and elegant image, and walked around the living room like a furious madman.

"How can I stay calm? Third Master asked me to be patient! How can I be patient?"

Qin Shuang was worried that others would see Song Wanqiu like this, so she quickly stood up, closed the door of the living room, and then pulled Song Wanqiu to sit down.

"The fact that the Third Master rushed to the hospital so quickly shows that he is also worried that this incident will affect the cooperation. The bigger the company, the more it cares about family scandals. Could he let others know that he abandoned his sick fiancée for Lin Zhiyi?"

Hearing this, Song Wanqiu calmed down.

Qin Shuang was right, she hadn't lost yet.

But...she still couldn't feel at ease.

"Mom, people from the foreign company will be here next week. If the cooperation is successful, will the Third Master still keep quiet like he is now?"

Gong Chen's eyes looked more and more strange when he looked at Lin Zhiyi.

Song Wanqiu was afraid of losing everything.

Qin Shuang was also afraid.

Afraid that the Song family would lose Gong Chen, a powerful backer.

All in all, the problem lies with Lin Zhiyi.

If it weren't for Lin Zhiyi, Gong Chen would not have changed at all.

Just as she was thinking, a figure suddenly flashed through Song Wanqiu's mind.

In an instant, a sinister smile spread across her delicate face, and her lips trembled slightly with calculation.

"Then get rid of Lin Zhiyi before the cooperation."

"What do you want to do?" Qin Shuang asked.

"Why should I do this? Someone will do it for me. I want the Third Master to see Lin Zhiyi destroyed with his own eyes."

……

Lin Zhiyi went to bed early last night. The apartment had a good location, which even allowed her to sleep half an hour longer.

After having a simple breakfast outside, she came to the studio.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Song Wanqiu, who was still sick yesterday, in high spirits and delivering invitations to everyone.

A colleague joked, "Isn't this a wedding invitation?"

Song Wanqiu smiled shyly: "No, it's just an invitation to the birthday party. The Third Master said that he would personally deliver the wedding invitation."

"Wow, so loving. Will the Third Master also be there for the birthday party?"

"That's for sure. Yesterday, Wanqiu caught a cold and the Third Master rushed to the hospital. Who can compare to such love?" said another colleague.

Song Wanqiu waved her hand and said embarrassedly: "He just can't stand seeing me sick."

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Lin Zhiyi coming in and immediately walked up to her.

"Zhiyi, here's the invitation letter for you, you must be there!"

"I have something to do." Lin Zhiyi refused directly.

Song Wanqiu burst into tears and said aggrievedly, "Zhiyi, I know you are favored by President Yu now, but I sincerely invited you. Everyone said they wanted to come, but you didn't come. If people outside knew about it, they would think we had a conflict because of President Yu's red carpet."

Lin Zhiyi took a sip.

Song Wanqiu has this ability. No matter good or bad, she can present it in a way that makes her feel like a victim.

It was clearly her who insisted on mocking Mr. Yu for designing the camellia necklace, but now it seems as if Lin Zhiyi asked Mr. Yu to put the necklace around the dog's neck.

Colleagues around him all looked at him sideways.

Chen Huan stood up and said, "Zhiyi, we have all agreed. It is unreasonable for you to insist on making special arrangements, right?"

Other colleagues also advised: "Just think of it as for the studio. Ms. Xue and her husband are going, but you are not there. People outside will definitely say that we are having an internal conflict. You are still an intern designer, and you still have a long way to go in the future."

Lin Zhiyi was slightly stunned. She didn't expect Xue Man and her husband to go. Then she really couldn't find an excuse not to go.

"I understand." She still accepted the invitation card.

In the following time, everyone gathered around Song Wanqiu to discuss the birthday party.

When everyone was not paying attention, a figure walked out.

Song Wanqiu glanced at him and her smile deepened.

……

Front desk.

Shen Yan was staring at the invitation card.

The embossed paper is sprinkled with gold powder, exuding a sense of decadence and extravagance.

It was a sense of luxury that someone like her could never experience in her lifetime.

At this time, a voice came from the other side.

"Very envious?"

Shen Yan looked at Chen Huan, who seemed to be smiling, and frowned, "It's you? What are you doing here?"

Chen Huan stepped forward and tapped the invitation card: "A dog can never replace its owner in this life."

"Don't talk nonsense here!" Shen Yan said angrily.

"Are you anxious? Did I say something wrong? It's not easy to be a double-dealer." Chen Huan deepened his smile.

Hearing this, Shen Yan took a step back cautiously.

"What on earth do you know?"

"I saw it all. You colluded with Song Wanqiu in secret to plot against Lin Zhiyi. It must have felt bad to be beaten by Song Wanqiu, right?" Chen Huan said sarcastically.

The color drained from Shen Yan's face and she looked around guiltily, as if she was afraid of being heard.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

"Shen Yan, don't you want to get rid of the people you hate?" Chen Huan leaned closer and lowered his voice, "I can help you."

Shen Yan glared at her: "Why should I believe you? Besides, do you know who I hate?"

Chen Huan sneered: "You are jealous of Lin Zhiyi, envious and hate Song Wanqiu, am I right?"

Shen Yan held the invitation card tightly, not moving.

Chen Huan stared at her: "Song Wanqiu has been targeting me recently, I've had enough of it. Lin Zhiyi is now favored by President Xue and is blocking my way. Since we have a common enemy, why don't we join forces?"

"Without Song Wanqiu and Lin Zhiyi, it will be much easier for you to get close to the Third Master, right? And all I want is a job to settle down. How cost-effective is that?"

"Shen Yan, don't tell me that you really want to be Song Wanqiu's dog for the rest of your life."

When Shen Yan heard the word "dog", she couldn't control her emotions anymore and became excited.

"Shut up! Get out of here!"

Chen Huan looked at her and sighed sarcastically, "Okay, I found the wrong person, but next time you will receive not a birthday invitation card, but a wedding invitation card, and it will be sent by the Third Master himself."

She snorted and turned around.

Shen Yan became tense when she thought of another woman marrying Gong Chen.

She suppressed her surging jealousy and turned to stare at Chen Huan: "Stop, I promise you, but it's not that easy to tamper with Song Wanqiu's birthday party. What do you want to do?"

Chen Huan walked back to the front desk with a smile on her face, and said confidently, "There is something you don't know. Ms. Xue and her husband are secretly getting a divorce because her husband cheated on her and refused to reveal the information of his lover."

Having said this, Shen Yan understood what Chen Huan meant.

"I see."

……

Birthday party day.

Lin Zhiyi followed her colleagues into the banquet hall.

The hall, decorated with flowers and balloons, is full of ingenuity.

Song Wanqiu and Gong Chen, dressed in gorgeous clothes, were surrounded by people. If you didn't say it, it really looked like a wedding scene.

My colleagues are very envious.

"The birthday party is so grand, shouldn't the wedding be even more luxurious?"

"Of course! Wanqiu hinted to us yesterday that the Third Master had a mysterious gift for her today."

"It must be the mysterious jewelry that the Third Master bought. I heard it was a gift specially prepared for Wan Qiu's birthday."

"I'm so jealous."

Listening to colleagues' gossip, Lin Zhiyi raised her eyes slightly and happened to meet Gong Chen's eyes.

His eyes were cold and hard to read.

Lin Zhiyi simply turned a blind eye and looked away.

Unexpectedly, a waiter stumbled and spilled the wine on her.

The waiter apologized repeatedly: "Miss, I'm sorry."

Shen Yan came over and asked with concern: "Zhiyi, are you okay?"

Lin Zhiyi shook her stained skirt: "It's okay."

"Mr. Xue will be here soon, why don't you go to the lounge and change your clothes?" Shen Yan suggested.

Lin Zhiyi glanced at her, smiled and nodded: "Okay."