Beijing Colors Lingering

When Lingyue Group's official account posted its latest Weibo post, the online public opinion and sentiment quickly reversed.

Netizens were discussing this incessantly in the comments section of the Weibo post.

Wow, what a plot twist! It turns out Nightingale is actually the Cheng family's daughter.

As I've already said, let's not take sides before the facts are clear.

Those who called Nightingale a mistress have been proven wrong by Kuangkuang, haven't they?

[Some netizens used really nasty language. I just told them to watch their language, and they immediately accused me of being like a mistress. It's terrifying.]

But I have a question. Didn't the employees at Nebula Animation say that Nightingale's surname isn't Cheng?

A few seconds later, Lingyue Group's official account replied to the comment: 【Our Cheng family's little princess takes her mother's surname. ヾ ^_^?】

Soon, netizens continued to comment animatedly—

I see...

[Does that rich young lady still need to go to work?]

Who says rich heiresses can't go to work?

Yeah, she probably just goes to work to kill time.

I just browsed Nightingale's homepage, and it's clear she's always loved drawing, so it's quite normal for her to work at an animation company.

Yes, she simply chose to do the job she loves.

I think her work is very beautiful; it's not only inspired but also has its own unique style.

Nightingale was already a well-known illustrator, considered a talented artist.

Not long after, netizens discovered that an account that had just been verified as "Chairman of Huaheng Group and founder of FS Top Racing Club" had posted a new Weibo post.

The focus of everyone's gossip quickly shifted to the comments section of this Weibo post.

[My god, this is a real-life bigwig in Beijing's elite circles!]

[Hooray! The only person this big shot is following is Nightingale!]

[The big shot also retweeted every single one of Nightingale's Weibo posts, indicating that their relationship is definitely more than just a simple arranged marriage.]

Yes, judging from the big shot's Weibo posts, the two have known each other for several months.

I've discovered something: Nebula Animation Company belongs to Huaheng Entertainment Industry, a subsidiary of Huaheng Group.

Wow, they must have a story to tell.

[A friend of a friend works at a hotel owned by the Lingyue Group. He happened to be a waiter at the Cheng family's daughter's birthday party. He said the birthday cake was covered in diamonds and gemstones, and the engagement ring given by the tycoon was worth at least nine figures.]

[Hehe, this is totally like a real-life romance novel about a business tycoon and a rich heiress. I'm already shipping them!]

[A love story between equals, I love it!]

……

While netizens were gossiping, all the accounts that had insulted Nightingale were permanently banned and received lawyer's letters from Lingyue Group.

At this moment, Shen Jinsui browsed through these comments, a slight smile playing on her lips. She then forwarded the two Weibo posts and casually followed Zhou Yancong's account.

The two colleagues who had been shouting just moments before also saw the latest trending topic on Weibo, and their expressions immediately turned panicked.

They hesitated for a moment, then stood up, looked at Shen Jinsui, bowed slightly to her, and apologized earnestly.

Shen Jinsui glanced at them and said calmly, "Some things can't be resolved with just an apology."

The two comments they posted were taken by a large number of netizens as a legitimate reason to hurl insults at her.

The female colleague's face suddenly froze. She didn't expect Shen Jinsui to be so ruthless. They were colleagues, after all. Was it necessary to be so unforgiving?

She gritted her teeth, then forced a smile and said in a low voice, "Miss Shen, I'm sorry, I will never talk nonsense again."

The male colleague's expression was equally unpleasant. Although he felt angry and scared inside, he still managed to force a bright smile on the surface.

He apologized to Shen Jinsui again: "Ms. Shen, I really know I was wrong, and my Weibo account has been permanently banned."

Upon hearing this, Shen Jinsui looked at him, let out a soft laugh, and asked him in a cold voice, "Didn't you just deny it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the male colleague lowered his head immediately and continued, "I'm sorry."

At this moment, editor-in-chief Zhao Ying walked over, looked at the two colleagues, and said in a deep voice, "You two come to my office immediately."

He Xiaoxiao stared at the two figures as they left, then added insult to injury, saying, "They're definitely going to get fired."

Ding Jiayi shrugged and muttered, "They deserve it."

Yu Qing sighed softly and complained, "Do they really think they can't find the IP address?"

Shen Jinsui listened to the three of them and just smiled faintly, without saying anything more.

She was never a saint, so there was no need for her to be kind to them.

It's impossible to pretend nothing happened just because they casually said sorry.

It was almost time to leave work, and the group began to finish the remaining tasks.

When it was time to leave work, Shen Jinsui received a message from Zhou Yancong—

[Baby, I'm waiting for you downstairs.]

After replying to him, Shen Jinsui turned off her phone screen, then picked up her bag and walked outside.

-

As the sun sets, the sky is gradually dyed orange-red by the evening glow, slowly revealing a beautiful scene of shimmering green and flowing red.

As Shen Jinsui walked out of the company building, she saw a tall and upright man who seemed to gleam with a faint velvety sheen in the afterglow.

Shen Jinsui walked to his side, smiled, and looked up to call out to him, "Zhou Yancong."

Zhou Yancong leaned down and kissed her forehead, a faint smile appearing on his lips. He then took the bag from her hand and led her forward.

The two then got into the back seat of the car.

Zhou Yancong took a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator behind him, unscrewed the cap, and handed it to Shen Jinsui, saying, "Have some water first."

Shen Jinsui took the water bottle, drank a few sips, and then put it aside.

Zhou Yancong looked at her, reached out and took her hand, and asked softly, "Shall we go back to Jingsheng tonight?"

Jingsheng Manor, where Zhou Yancong used to stay, and Shen Jinsui stayed there with him for the past two days.

Upon hearing this, Shen Jinsui pursed her red lips. Zhou Yancong had proposed to her yesterday that they should live together at Jingsheng Manor in the future.

However, she did not agree immediately, but said she would think about it and get back to her.

After pondering for a moment, Shen Jinsui said, "We'll rest there tonight, but I'll go back to Yujingyuan tomorrow."

“Okay.” Zhou Yanzong nodded gently, naturally respecting her decision. After thinking for a while, he asked her, “Then shall we go to Jingsheng to rest every weekend from now on?”

“Sure,” Shen Jinsui nodded in agreement.

Although she and Zhou Yancong have a good relationship now, she doesn't want to live together for the time being, as it's better to have her own private space.

Then, Zhou Yancong signaled the driver to take him to Jingsheng Manor.

Shen Jinsui looked out the car window as the bustling and dazzling street scene flashed past her eyes.

She suddenly remembered what happened this afternoon, turned to look at Zhou Yancong, and asked him, "Have you found out who that so-called whistleblower is?"

Zhou Yancong nodded slightly and replied, "I've already found out who that person is, and I was just about to tell you about it."