"Xiao Qi, I’m telling you this now not only to prepare you mentally but also to let you get started right away."
This is the first opportunity she is offering her, and she needs to seize it.
Designers, like actors, need chances to showcase their works. Otherwise, who will know or recognize them?
"I understand, Ranran. Don’t worry, I promise I’ll do my best." Luo Qi assured her.
She really needed such opportunity. If she got famous, her salary would increase, and she would be able to provide a better life for her mother and younger brother.
"Yeah, work hard." Ye Ranran encouraged her.
After darting between three places in one day, continuously attending meetings, arranging tasks, Ye Ranran looked a bit pale.
Her forced smile was sincere, but it lacked her previous lustre.
"Ranran, you should take a break." Luo Qi suggested.
Ye Ranran glanced at the sky, which had darkened somewhat, and checked her watch: "It’s seven. You should leave, I’m going home now."
"Let me take you home." Ah Chuan, not refusing her kindness, stood in front of Luo Qi.
Luo Qi didn’t look at him, only worriedly watched Ye Ranran, "Let’s take you home first."
Ye Ranran looked at the Maybach parked at the entrance, a faint hint of longing flickering in her eyes. "I have a driver and bodyguards. What are you worried about?"
Yeah, what was she worried about? Was she just worried that Ye Ranran was too heartbroken?
"I’ll leave first." Ye Ranran put her hand in her pocket and walked forward.
The wind billowed her coat, gusting up her sleeves, making her already slender body seem even more fragile.
She was like a delicate reed that might collapse at the slightest breeze.
Seeing this, Luo Qi felt a pang in her heart, almost unable to hold back her tears.
Once back at the Riverside Villa, Ye Ranran couldn’t hold on any longer. She was so sleepy that she could barely keep her eyes open.
"Mrs. Wu, I’ll go to sleep and eat later." Ye Ranran started up the stairs.
Watching her staggering steps, Mrs. Wu sighed and took the prepared dinner back.
That sleep wasn’t restful for Ye Ranran. Her dreams were filled with strange images, even Jun Mochan appeared in them.
He walked away with his back towards her, and despite using all her strength to shout at him, he couldn’t hear her.
Just as she was about to despair, a ray of light shone in, pulling her back to reality.
Before Ye Ranran could open her eyes, she was assaulted by bodily pain, then by Mrs. Huo’s scoldings.
"You little witch, you took my son’s property and still have the nerve to sleep. I’ll beat you to death."
Ye Ranran’s eyes snapped open in surprise, and Mrs. Huo’s furious face greeted her.
The sharp look in her eyes made Mrs. Huo pause, and it took her a few seconds to regain her composure.
"Look, you still dare to look..."
Mrs. Huo’s hand came crashing down.
Ye Ranran didn’t resist, just allowing her to hit.
Finally, Mrs. Huo stopped when she got tired. Looking at Ye Ranran’s swollen face, she grumbled, "Why aren’t you fighting back?"
"Are you satisfied now?" Ye Ranran stared straight into her eyes.
"No, don’t think that I’ll acknowledge you as my daughter-in-law because of this." Mrs. Huo declared.
Mrs. Huo had pulled at the blanket so vigorously that she had tugged Ye Ranran off the bed.
Ye Ranran stood up from the floor, dusting off nonexistent dirt from her clothes, "In that case, it would be best if you left. Don’t ever show up here again."
"On what grounds?" Mrs. Huo screamed unwillingly.
"Because I am the lady of this villa."
With an imposing and undisputed air, Ye Ranran chased Mrs. Huo out.