Lucy opened the door and came down from the second floor lost in thought. She was a woman who demanded refinement in everything, and in just a few days, she was already haggard as if she had aged ten years.
“See, this is the man you once pushed to your heart, and now that I’m still alive, he can’t wait to bite back.” Mo Jin looked at his daughter’s haggard appearance, heartbroken but heartless.
“That bitch is still fine?”
“Not only well, but also about to get one third of Owen’s shares, Owen will definitely transfer his shares to her in order to get rid of our entanglement, Owen must feel that this will be enough to make up for the harm done to you, and at the same time please that woman, hum, he wants to be beautiful, but stuffing a horse is not a blessing, so that his shares will be only twenty-five percent, our original The eighteen percent, plus the five percent I contacted the shareholders to acquire during this period, we will soon become Mo’s hidden first shareholder.” Mo Jin’s eyes flickered with viciousness, and his tone of voice revealed a hint of treachery.
“But Dad, why should that bitch Leanne get the shares? Ever since she came, Owen has been like a hooked soul. If it wasn’t for her, maybe we’d still be fine.”
Mogin closed his eyes and stopped listening to his daughter’s whining, full of thoughts of making Owen look good. This time he was summoned to the police station is already very humiliating, Owen actually for his own safety attempts to let him alone to bear all the guilt.
This is simply an indelible shame in Mo Jin’s life, was a hairy boy posed him, at the moment only thinking about how to divide Owen’s power in the Mo family.
“If only Leanne would disappear.” Lucy suddenly felt a bad chill, three years ago, it seems that there is also such a person, as long as she disappears, everything is hers.
Lucy felt that the gods were playing a joke on her, killing Mo Li’an, and just when she thought everything was going well, another Leanne came along with a similar name and the same disgusting name.
People are killing people, Buddha is killing them. Lucy, whose heart was already dead, knew she had nothing left to lose, so she might as well let it go. Three years ago she succeeded, and I believe that in three years it won’t be a problem, and Owen will be back by her side again. Lucy couldn’t help but smile when she thought about it.
In the car back Owen’s face not to say a word, in Leanne this angle looks like three years ago when he was working, himself sitting next to watch. In the past few years, he has changed a lot, the spreading brow is now always unconsciously frowning, thin lips are always pursed, like there are a lot of words, no one to talk.
“It’s okay with me Leanne, don’t worry about me.”
Leanne gave him a small smile and turned her head to look out the car window at the fast receding street scene.
The phone vibrated slightly and it was him.
Leanne heard her heart beating, her palms sweating, and tapped on a message: Mo’s launch is over, hurry up and turn in your draft.
Although it was impossible to read anything from these few words, Leanne also felt happy from the bottom of her heart, it was too gray, as if everything he was, was a light that shone on her. Next, they will meet often, right? It doesn’t matter if they don’t forgive her, as long as they can see him.
Back at the office, Owen didn’t say much to her, but instructed Leanne to sign the share transfer papers tomorrow after seeing the samples, and then go to the police station together to cancel the case.
Leanne didn’t care to exchange pleasantries with him either.
A few words of response and then they went their separate ways.
“Okay, does your stomach still hurt?” No, Leanne deleted the last sentence, only a “good” is not too insensitive, ask him how Carl, forget it, no one cares about him anyway, or … I typed the phrase “Are you well” on the screen again.
Ah-choo.
The paper was hastily pulled over to wipe the nose, and the result was a glance at the sent interface on the phone.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhh.” Leanne, who was clutching her phone and was at a loss for words, didn’t know that Vinson on the other end of the phone was already overjoyed.
“Mr. Gu, Mr. Gu, what about the proposal I just said.” The head of the planning department asked cautiously.
“Oh, well, put it here and I’ll take a look at it and ask Shirley to give you an answer then.”
When he was left alone in the office, he cleared his throat with a spring in his step. Small sample, still very concerned about me well.
“Vinson, what’s so happy.” Shirley came in carrying a pile of papers and stacked them on his desk.
“Nothing, what did Carl do today?”
“Everyone in the company avoids talking to him, no, says it’s no fun and leaves work early.” Shirley watched the sun set in the west, hitting Vinson’s face, he was comfortable like a big cat squinting, long eyelashes like butterfly wings, stained with honey-colored sun, “is she, contact you?”
“Hmm.” Vinson changed his position.
Shirley laughed bitterly, perhaps like he said, he would never fall in love with himself. At this moment, Shirley really understood that from the beginning, there is no fair competition, his scales will always be in favor of Leanne, and I, not even as a weight of the qualifications.
Shirley said nothing more and silently withdrew from his office.
Gu’s positioning this time is still high-end consumer, leisurely Leanne began to find inspiration for Gu’s design, with a pen on paper drawing a messy pattern. I don’t know how, I always think of Vinson, and when I reacted, a complete suit design had already jumped off the paper, and Leanne herself, who rarely draws by hand, was shocked at how well it flowed, and how fast it was.
Slightly high collar looks ascetic, to match the collar support, shoulder line masculine, some people can directly wear his taste, some people can use shoulder pads to make up, the collar turned out part of the wide, and wide shoulders to complement the inner shirt has soft lines of cuffs, to match the British and Confucian vest, pants line clear, to straight long legs to hold up, take off the jacket … …
What were you thinking of, patting the red face that was there. She would not admit that the model of this suit is Vinson, or should I say, this suit is designed for him.
Scanning the design into her computer, Leanne sheepishly tore up the manuscript.
Every time she releases a new dress, orders from not only Asia but also from all over the world float across the ocean like snowflakes, just to show off at friends’ parties and mention that it is Leanne’s new work. Fashion bloggers are also scrambling to be the first to put their photos of Leanne’s new dress on the Internet. For the dress, Leanne is a must-have.