Spoiled Sparrow

She found Lin Yun'en's chat box and typed a line of text.

I was about to send it, but then I thought about it and deleted it all.

I'd better not cause her any trouble.

"Miss, we've arrived."

Upon arriving in Country Y, Ruan Qing immediately checked the resumes she had submitted to her email.

That was her dream studio, and the good news was that they recognized her talent and invited her to an on-site interview three days later.

The bad news is that a week had passed before she received the message.

In that case, let's open our own studio and create a new brand.

In an era where anime, games, and novels are all the rage, unique clothing that transcends dimensions is especially popular among the younger generation.

Although it can't compare to the sales of everyday and casual wear, niche designs have a group of loyal customers who don't care about the price, only whether it's what they want.

Why not do what you love and make money at the same time?

"It's installed so quickly?"

Ruan Qing looked at her design studio. Three days ago, it was just a few white walls, but today it has become exactly the same as the design drawings.

This efficiency is simply amazing.

"Young Master always puts Miss's affairs first. He hired the best renovation team from Country Y overnight and sent someone to oversee the work so that there won't be any problems."

Ruan Qing smiled and nodded: "Uncle Zhang, you follow me around every day, how do you know all this? You really are a know-it-all."

Her smile remained on her face, which made Uncle Zhang feel uneasy.

What could he possibly know? Wasn't it just that Assistant Han, who works for President He, specifically instructed him to do so?

He laughed awkwardly, "No, no, I just heard it from the young master's colleagues."

Ruan Qing didn't press the matter further. Ever since arriving in Y country, she had felt that the atmosphere around her was strange, but she couldn't quite put her finger on why.

Talking to He Xun Nan didn't feel as comfortable as before.

After finishing my work in the studio in the afternoon, I waited for a while when a call came in from an unknown number on my phone.

Local number.

Ruan Qing answered, "Hello, who is this?"

"Hello, are you Ms. Ruan?"

The person on the other end spoke broken Chinese, and didn't sound like a Chinese person.

Ruan Qing: "Who are you?"

"I'm Henry, IU's brand designer. Do we have time to talk?"

She was completely baffled by the call. Why couldn't foreigners just say what they wanted to say? They wouldn't say what it was about, and they wanted to meet in person to talk.

Forget it, what if they're just here to give away money?

"Can."

Henry: "Thank you, I look forward to seeing you."

Just as Ruan Qing was about to ask for the location, the other party hung up the phone.

Uncle Zhang smiled and said, "Miss, you'll get used to it. The working hours here are completely different from those in China. It's already 5:01 PM, so it should be time to get off work."

So that's how it is. No wonder he got straight to the point right away.

Is it really that lax? Not even willing to work an extra minute.

A role model for us all.

As CEO, Fu Chen has never been seen leaving get off work on time. This shows that the domestic job market is indeed very competitive.

Ruan Qing snapped out of her reverie, wondering why she was thinking about him again.

She picked up her bag: "Let's go, we're off work too."

When I got home, Youyou was the first person to greet me.

"Mommy~"

Children grow up quickly, and their speech is much clearer now.

It's inappropriate to use that term now.

Ruan Qing took her hand and sat her down on the sofa.

She reminded me, "You can't call me 'Mom' anymore; you have to call me 'Auntie'."

Youyou clung to her hand and pouted, "No~ Mommy is Mommy, I don't want Auntie!"

Pei Yu stepped forward and touched her little braid.

"Dad's sister is Youyou's aunt, not Mom."

Seeing that no one was on her side, the little dumpling pouted and tears fell "plop, plop".

Just then, He Xunnan pushed open the door and entered. She jumped off the sofa, ran over barefoot, and pounced on He Xunnan's legs.

"Daddy, Mommy doesn't want me anymore..."

He Xunnan picked her up and reached out to wipe away her tears.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

Pei Yu didn't look up: "The child is so big now, how can you call Nan Nan 'Mom'? You two are siblings."

Ruan Qing chimed in, "Brother Xun Nan, this is indeed not good. It will affect your ability to find me a sister-in-law in the future."

She snuggled into Pei Yu's arms. "Right, Mom?"

"Exactly, that's right, this form of address definitely needs to be changed."

He Xunnan held Youyou and comforted her, but his words were meant for them.

"I think there's no problem. Here, no one dares to gossip about the He family."

After saying that, he carried the crying Youyou back to her room.

Ruan Qing and Pei Yu were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

Pei Yu held her hand: "Your brother is right, no one here dares to gossip about our family, or else..."

"Anyway, the child is still young, and will naturally change how they address you when they grow up."

"no."

Her attitude suddenly hardened: "No."

Although she did like Youyou and even recognized her as her goddaughter, she didn't know at the time that she and He Xunnan were actually siblings.

At dinner time, the family sat at the dining table.

Pei Yu still treated her like a child, serving her food.

As for his father, He Zhou, he remained as quiet as ever.

Youyou sat next to her, eating obediently.

They look like a happy family.

After finishing her meal, she sought out He Xunnan alone.

"Looking for Brother Nan."

"Um."

Ruan Qing leaned against the railing, with the boundless sea stretching out before her.

The sea breeze felt warm on my face.

She thought about it for a long time and finally decided to bring it up: "The studio is just starting out and will probably be very busy. I might move out in a few days."

She noticed that everyone in the family was subtly watching He Xun Nan's expressions as they spoke, though it was a very subtle thing.

He Xunan's voice was calm: "Okay, but this place is not like the capital. In the city, there are often gangs fighting each other with real weapons. I'll help you move it then."

Unexpectedly, He Xunnan agreed so readily.

Having been here for so many days, she realized that this city was indeed not as safe as back home, and she didn't dare to go out alone at night.

My mom told me that a man was kidnapped a couple of days ago and had his kidneys cut off.

This place is truly beautiful, but it is also truly dangerous.

"Thanks, brother. I'll look for the house myself. I can't trouble you with everything."

He Xun Nan looked at her smile, his brows and eyes relaxing: "It's no trouble at all, it's my honor."

His tone sounded a bit strange.

Never mind, at least I don't have to live under the same roof as him anymore.

"I'll go back to sleep now, goodnight."

"Okay, goodnight."

After Ruan Qing left, He Xunnan walked alone in the sea breeze, gradually locking down all the residences within three kilometers of her studio.

Why wouldn't it be better to move out?

great.

He took sleeping pills and went upstairs.

Han Feng called, and he answered: "President He, Fu Chen has been successfully rescued and is out of danger, but is still in a coma."

He's still alive? He's really lucky.

He Xunan asked calmly, "Has the information here been processed?"

"Don't worry, Mr. He, even if he wakes up, he won't be able to find out where Miss Ruan is."