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"Pei Xingzhi, you'd better kill me today, or I'll definitely take Qin Song away from you. I've watched Qin Song grow up, she can only be mine..."

These words, like the final whispers of a demon from the abyss, echoed endlessly during the days Pei Xingzhi was unconscious. Although Pei Xingzhi was not conscious, he was constantly afraid that at some point in the future, Qin Song would truly be taken away by Qin Wushuang.

Pei Xingzhi has always been a person who takes gains and losses in stride. This is the first time someone has made him feel fear ingrained in his very bones.

The softness on his lips hadn't completely faded, and he lingered on the touch Qin Song had brought with his fingers.

"Hey? Where's Xiao Song? Where did Xiao Song go?"

When Pei's mother came out after washing the clothes, she didn't see Qin Song in the ward.

Pei Xingzhi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again a moment later, the anxiety and fear in his eyes had vanished without a trace.

"Mom, could you please buy me a new phone? My phone is broken, and I can't work right now."

"You've only just woken up, why are you in such a hurry to worry about work?" Pei's mother carried the washed clothes to the balcony, and glared at Pei Xingzhi as she passed his hospital bed. "Work is not as important as your health... You should rest properly for a while, and think about work when you're feeling better."

“Mom.” Pei Xingzhi looked at his mother, who was standing on the balcony with her back to him, and said in a firm tone that was almost stubborn, “My work cannot stop, not even for a moment.”

"..." Pei's mother did not speak, but her suddenly slumped shoulders revealed her helplessness and compromise.

Pei Xingzhi gave a bitter smile: "Thank you, Mom."

……

The meeting place was still set at Jiang Mian's studio. Qin Song happened to run into Jiang Mian making a phone call outside the studio when he got out of the Didi car.

When Jiang Mian saw her, he walked towards her with his phone in hand, then affectionately took her arm and asked her to wait for him outside.

"I understand. The designer is right here with me, I'll definitely get the design for you, don't worry."

"Hang up, I have something to do."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Mian put her phone in her pocket and went into the studio with Qin Song.

"Pei Dahua, did you understand the implication in my phone call?"

"Huh?" Qin Song looked at her in surprise. "The designer you just mentioned, you're not me, are you?"

Jiang Mian: "Smart, I'm talking about you! Your first piece, 'Summer Night Rain,' started pre-sales a couple of days ago, and the pre-sale results are excellent. As of now, the number of orders for this necklace has exceeded 700, and the pre-sale amount has directly soared to over 600,000."

“A friend of mine was very envious of such achievements, so he called me for two days in a row and asked me to introduce him to the necklace designer.”

Qin Song nodded and got straight to the point: "How much is he willing to offer me?"

Jiang Mian raised his right palm, spread his five fingers, and waved them in front of her eyes: "Fifty thousand."

Qin Song thought for a moment and then boldly raised the price: "Two hundred and fifty thousand, including the materials for the first batch of pre-sale."

“No problem.” Jiang Mian agreed without hesitation. “I’ll handle the negotiations.”

Qin Song: "Thank you, Sister Jiang!"

"You're welcome." Jiang Mian pushed open the office door and let Qin Song in first.

"Teacher Qin is here!" Duan Jialu was sitting on the sofa putting on makeup when she saw Qin Song come in and immediately stood up.

Qin Song greeted her with a smile: "You're here, please have a seat."

Duan Jialu put down her makeup brush and personally came over to help Qin Song: "Teacher Qin, sit next to me."

Qin Song did not refuse, but subconsciously tugged at his mask as he sat down.

"Still wearing a mask?" Duan Jialu raised an eyebrow, staring intently at Qin Song with a knowing look. "Teacher Qin, don't bother covering up anymore, I already know who you are."

"...Huh?" Upon hearing this, Qin Song reacted with a slight panic.

"Da Hua, don't be nervous." Jiang Mian brought over the juice she had prepared in advance and placed it in front of Qin Song. She said to her in a gentle tone, "Jia Lu knew your identity the first time she met you. Don't be afraid. She won't have any bad opinions about you because of those rumors."

“Yes!” Duan Jialu agreed, “Teacher Qin, I’m an internet celebrity, and I know better than anyone that rumors are unreliable. Just relax and cooperate with me; I won’t have any issues with you because of those rumors.”

"I like your designs, and I like you as a person, so please don't worry."

“…Okay.” Qin Song smiled nervously, hesitated for a few seconds, and then took off his mask.

Looking at her face, which was still beautiful even without makeup, Duan Jialu sincerely praised, "My goodness, Teacher Qin, your face is so beautiful without makeup. Unlike me, I have a mole on the east side and a pockmark on the west side, and my forehead and chin are always breaking out in pimples."

Qin Song tapped the tip of his nose: "I have a mole on my face too."

Duan Jialu: "But your mole is very distinctive. Many online celebrities will deliberately draw a mole on the tip of their nose or the corner of their eye when they do their makeup."

"Ah... I see." Qin Song didn't know much about online celebrity makeup, so he didn't say anything more.

Duan Jialu picked up her makeup brush again and quickly finished her makeup. Then she officially began to discuss the details of the design and contract with Qin Song.

Qin Song's designs have their own unique characteristics, which is what Duan Jialu likes. Therefore, during the design discussion, Duan Jialu didn't offer any opinions, only adding a small request regarding the materials used for the pendant.

The contract was provided by Jiang Mian's studio; it was a very standard copyright cooperation agreement. Once Qin Song signed it, she would no longer be able to make and sell this set of camellia jewelry to anyone.

Having worked in jewelry design for so many years, Qin Song was already very familiar with this kind of collaboration. She took the pen Jiang Mian handed her and readily signed her name at the bottom of the page.

The contract was made in duplicate. Duan Jialu carefully kept her copy and then solemnly extended her right hand to Qin Song.

"Teacher Qin, it's a pleasure to work with you."

Qin Song smiled and gently shook her hand: "It's a pleasure working with you."

Duan Jialu took out her phone and suddenly looked at Qin Song with a hopeful expression: "Teacher Qin, can I take a video with you?"

"Take a video?" Qin Song asked hesitantly.

Duan Jialu pinched the hem of her clothes with two fingers and shook it coquettishly: "Teacher Qin, you know that my profession is an internet celebrity. Internet celebrities have to be ready to shoot videos at any time. Since you are also doing self-media, let's create something together. Creating videos together is a great way to gain followers."

Gaining followers... Qin Song really wanted to gain followers, but...

"But I don't want to show my face."

Duan Jialu immediately agreed: "You don't have to show your face! I'll just use a cute sticker to cover your face! Don't worry, I definitely won't let your face show!"

Qin Song: "Well... alright."

Duan Jialu is a professional internet celebrity and is very skilled at filming videos. Qin Song cooperated with her to film a short video, and immediately left Jiang Mian's studio after filming, taking a taxi to Qiaomu Cafe to meet Shen Yanhui.