Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated
“He’s recovering well, I just saw him, and I wanted to co to tell you the news in person.”
“That’s great.”
“How’s Shuai Shuai doing? Does he like his new school?” Huo Mian asked with a smile.
Xie Juan kept nodding her head. “Yeah, he loves going to school. He told that he t a lot of new friends there.”
“That’s great, don’t worry, I’ll look for a chance for you and Ni Yang to et up. Hopefully, you two can work things out soon…”
“Okay.” Xie Juan nodded.
Then, Huo Mian had a cup of coffee, took a look at the approximately 13 shops on the street, and left happily.
Back then, she called back these 13 storefronts and declared that she was going to manage them because she was angry with Song Yishi. Yet, today this area had now beco one of the busiest pedestrian streets in the city, with countless people going in and out of these 13 shops every day.
The turnover rate was so high that it even shocked Huo Mian. Soon, she wouldn’t need to rely on Qin Chu anymore, since the money she made here was more than enough to make her Mrs. Moneybags.
The financial channel invited Huo Mian multiple tis for an exclusive interview; they wanted her to share with them her experience in entrepreneurship. However, she politely declined, not because she was pretentious or wanted to be low-profile. Rather, Huo Mian believed that the only reason the 13 storefronts were all doing well was that they were GK’s, and she didn’t have to bear the pressure of rent.
Therefore, she didn’t want to show off on TV and talk about her experience and thoughts, since she had none.
She could summarize her success in one word: money. She had a lot of money… By investing with money, she earned money. That’s how rich people lived in this world.
After running around all morning, she went to Sky Blessing Court at noon and had lunch with her mom. It was already 5-sothing in the afternoon by the ti she got back to South Hill Manor.
Those from GK’s planning departnt were definitely good at their job; they decorated the entire mansion in a day, even perfecting the tiny details that Huo Mian told them to pay attention to, leaving her in awe as she walked in.
She felt like she had traveled back to 18th century Europe, which was fitting since they lived in a castle.
All the chandeliers were covered with purple cloth, adding mysteriousness to the room. Santa Claus, who was by the door, wasn’t wearing red. Instead, he was wearing a cute black cloak like the witches in Harry Potter, with a broom in his hand. Rudolph, which stood beside Santa Claus, wasn’t a reindeer; instead, it was a black eagle, very stimulating to the eyes.
The Christmas trees were grey, not green, and even the lights hanging on it were dark-colored…
It was really a party of the villains, even the decorations were dark, dangerous, and mysterious.
“Young Madam… do you think the decorations were a little too much?” The director of the planning departnt smiled awkwardly.
“Nope, I think it’s perfect.” Huo Mian nodded in satisfaction. Then, she gave those in the planning departnt a giant red pocket for them to go out and celebrate Christmas Eve with.
When she looked down at her watch and saw that it was already 6 PM…
“I need to hurry up and get dressed up.” She figured that since Qin Chu was almost off work, she should probably head upstairs and start putting on makeup.
Just then, she rembered sothing important, so she opened her Weibo and sent a private ssage to Su Yu.
“Are you there?”
“Yeah,” Su Yu imdiately replied, pleasantly surprised that Huo Mian was talking to him.
Ever since he found out that Huo Mian had Weibo as well, he was basically logged onto it, 24 hours a day.
“Um… there’s sothing I need to talk to you about.”
“What do you want?” Su Yu tried to keep his cool.
“Tonight… I’m hosting a party at South Hill Manor… and all the guests have to dress up as villains, are you interested?” Huo Mian carefully asked him.
“So… are you inviting ?” Su Yu was in disbelief; just yesterday, Tang Chuan was complaining to him of how dishonorable Huo Mian was and how she burned her bridges so quickly. However, now she was inviting him to her party. If Tang Chuan was with him, he would probably turn away from the pain of face-slaps.
“So, are you going to co?” Huo Mian asked gently.
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