The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

"Come on, I'm optimistic about you." After Hua Zhi finished speaking, he stood up and walked to the stage, then ran to An Chen's side and followed her.

Life is too hard and too tiring. Huazhi feels that he is about to collapse. An Chen is now the only motivation to support him. It seems that if he sees his baby Chen more, his life will become sweeter.

"How's it going? Isn't it great?" An Chen was like a child waiting to be praised.

"Excellent, why is our baby Chen so awesome!" Hua Zhi rubbed An Chen's head, and then found his cell phone ringing. After seeing the caller, Hua Zhi walked to a corner.

"Hello Mr. Hua, I'm sorry to inform you of this news..." Hua Zhi was stunned when he heard the previous sentence.

His limbs seemed to have been drained of strength, and he slowly slid to the ground against the wall.

The phone was hung up at some point, and his whole soul seemed to have left his body.

I don't know how long I was stunned on the ground, but I slowly heard the sound of An Chen lining up over there.

Hua Zhi stood up slowly, supporting the wall with his hands, and then left the lecture hall quietly.

When he was about to reach the gate of the Conservatory of Music, Hua Zhi sent a message to An Chen, telling him that he had left beforehand, but would definitely come back before the school anniversary tomorrow.

Huazhi bought a ticket back to Philadelphia and left Shanghai overnight.

After An Chen's formation and rehearsal were completed, An Chen didn't see Hua Zhi anywhere. He took out his cell phone and was about to call him when he saw this message.

"Brother, I have something to do at the moment. I'm leaving now. I'll be back tomorrow."

An Chen spoke to Ji Xuan who was next to him, and then dialed the phone, but no one answered.

After a while, An Chen dialed again and the phone was already turned off, but An Chen received another text message from Huazhi.

"Brother, my phone will run out of battery soon. Don't worry, I'll be back tomorrow."

Huazhi's cell phone still has power, but he has already boarded the plane.

An Chen always had a very bad premonition in his heart, but he didn't know the origin of this feeling. He started the whole performance again in the lecture hall, and An Chen asked them all to go back and rest.

On their way back to the hotel, Ji Xuan suddenly remembered something.

"Chenchen, grandpa said that he will let you be the conductor tomorrow on the school anniversary."

"What? Didn't you say that the commander is grandpa?" An Chen looked surprised.

"Chenchen, admit it."

"Trick me again, we didn't bring any formal clothes, and the conductor can't wear sportswear."

"Don't worry about this. Your GE suit for tomorrow has been arranged and is on the way. It will arrive tomorrow morning."

"Brother Ji Xuan, did you already know that grandpa changed the command?"

"Hehe, you, Brother Ling Han, and I also know."

An Chen let out a long sigh. The two people rebelled too quickly. Wei Zecai was the worst, and even colluded with Ji Xuan and Ling Han.

Back at the hotel, An Chen went straight back to the room. She was still a little uneasy about Huazhi, so she called again and turned off her phone.

After making several calls in a row, An Chen put down his phone and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After coming out, he dialed Huazhi's number.

Still no one answered, An Chen put the phone aside. Tomorrow was another busy day, so An Chen didn't stay up late and just wrapped himself in the quilt.

Closing her eyes, An Chen still felt flustered. She always felt like something was going to happen. She hadn't had a dream for a long time, but that night An Chen had a nightmare.

The dream was filled with blood. She saw her parents dying tragically in front of her, her dead teammates, and the place dripping with blood and filled with bullets.

No matter how well you do, there will still be people pointing fingers. Even if you are a mess, there will still be people singing praises. So don't fall into other people's eyes. What you need to please is just yourself.