Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Ti passed quickly, and the day of the celebration arrived.
Early in the morning, Shu Pan returned to the office to finish so work she hadn’t completed. Tang Wei, seeing her there, widened her eyes in surprise.
“Shu Pan, on such an important day, why are you still here at the office? You should be getting ready to appear in front of everyone in the best possible condition,” Tang Wei exclaid.
“I still have a few things to take care of. Aren’t you all working too?” Shu Pan replied nonchalantly, smiling.
“But why should it be the sa for you? You’re the main character,” Tang Wei exaggerated, instantly lightening Shu Pan’s mood.
“Alright, I’ll be done soon,” Shu Pan chuckled and shook her head.
Around noon, Gu Shaoting called her. “Are you done with your work?”
Originally, he had asked her not to go to work today, but he couldn’t persuade her.
“I’m done. I’m planning to go pick up the dress now,” Shu Pan replied, checking the ti—it was almost noon, and it was ti for her appointnt with Judy.
“No need to go. I’ve asked the assistant to pick it up. I’m still busy here. Just go ho and rest for a bit, then head straight to the stylist,” Gu Shaoting said. He didn’t want Shu Pan to keep running around, so he had already arranged for the driver and assistant to pick up the dress from the studio.
“Alright then,” Shu Pan said before hanging up the phone.
“Mr. Gu is so considerate,” Tang Wei teased as she approached.
“Ah, you… I’m already nervous, and you’re still teasing ,” Shu Pan pretended to be annoyed.
“What’s there to be nervous about? Mr. Gu has everything under control,” Tang Wei said, shaking her head. Shu Pan seed to have it all—a fortune that others worked hard to achieve seed to co effortlessly to her.
“I’m going back now. Resy assured. See you later,” Shu Pan said before leaving.
Anniversary celebrations began in the evening, and everyone had gone to work as usual in the morning, although their minds were likely elsewhere.
Xiaoyu was assigned to help Shu Pan with the dresses for the occasion.
She was quite happy to do so, as it ant she wouldn’t have to sit in the office all day and could go out for a stroll.
As she returned to the office carrying the delicate box, she bumped into Charlene coming out.
“Xiaoyu, what are you carrying?” Charlene asked curiously, “It looks exquisite, sowhat like a dress box, but I’m not sure.”
“Oh, Secretary Zhang asked to fetch this, it’s a dress for the CEO’s fiancée to wear tonight,” Xiaoyu said as she saw her.
“A dress?” Charlene frowned, “Why such importance?”
“Is it pretty?” Charlene asked feigning interest.
“I didn’t get to see, it was already packaged in the box when I arrived,” Xiaoyu shook her head.
“I’d love to have a peek, why not open it?” Charlene urged Xiaoyu to open the box; she just wanted to see what kind of dress that woman would wear. After all, her own dress had been carefully selected and cost a fortune.
Charlene’s goal was to dazzle everyone at the banquet.
“I don’t think it’s appropriate, besides, you’ll see it tonight anyway,” Xiaoyu frowned. Curiosity kills, and if there’s any issue with the dress, she’d bear the responsibility. She wasn’t that foolish.
Seeing Xiaoyu unwilling, Charlene felt a bit displeased, though she didn’t show it. “Well then, I’ll go attend to my own matters.”
With that, Charlene left; she had plenty to do—like heading to the salon for so grooming and styling.
As Xiaoyu watched Charlene depart, she couldn’t help but sigh with relief. For so reason, being around Charlene always made her feel suffocated.
Sotis, the arrogance in her tone and the disdain in her eyes made Xiaoyu feel like they weren’t from the sa world.
So, she gradually distanced herself from Charlene.
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