Chapter 893: The Princess Praises Herself
Seeing the message from An Lin, a cold glint flashed across Wei Zimu’s eyes. Instead of replying, he made a few more calls and blocked An Lin.
Wei Zimu had never been someone who was at the mercy of others. To be able to become one of the Wei family’s juniors that Matriarch Wei valued the most, Wei Zimu’s EQ was extremely high.
He was restrained by Yu Qian because he was guilty.
He was willing to be bullied by the Wei family because he was grateful.
Other than that, no one could bully him.
Someone who could single-handedly build up the Wei family’s overseas market had never been a soft and vulnerable person.
Unfortunately, in An Lin’s eyes, Wei Zimu’s gentleness was equivalent to being easy to bully.
The call did not go through, so An Lin stopped calling. Anyway, with Wei Zimu’s identity, he could run, but he could not hide. The child in her stomach was real.
Looking at An Rao and Bo Xiao’s Weibo interaction interface on her phone, An Lin was both jealous and hateful.
She had thought that she could suppress An Rao after finding a man like Wei Zimu. She did not expect Wei Zimu to treat her like this. An Rao was held in the palm of such an outstanding Bo Xiao, but she was now abandoned by Wei Zimu.
Knowing that Mother An had already come to Beijing and was looking for her, An Lin finally called Mother An.
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Xiu Yi’s opening ceremony was extremely successful. Not only did it become famous throughout the country, but it also let the fashion world know that there was such a Chinese brand.
Back then, people in the industry generally thought that it was unnecessary to renovate Xiu Yi’s interior. Now, it had become a hot topic in the industry.
“Although the cost of investing in such a high-capacity design that can attract thousands of people in the early stages is huge, once it succeeds, the huge customer flow can quickly recover the cost and start to profit.
“Cousin.” Wei Jin smiled. When she looked at Mu Feng, the smile on her face was gone. “Mr. Mu.”
“You’re treating me like an outsider.” Mu Feng handed the rose in his hand to Wei Jin. “This is for you.”
“Thank you. I didn’t do anything to deserve this. I can’t accept your things.” With Mu Feng’s style of doing things, Wei Jin was worried that he would say something like if she accepted his flowers, she had to eat with him.
“Miss Wei.” Mu Feng insisted on handing the roses to Wei Jin. “Am I not obvious enough? I’m chasing you. I gave you the flowers willingly. What do you mean you didn’t do anything to deserve it?”
“...” Wei Jin could not help but glance at Xia Wanyuan beside her, her face flushed red. She had not expected Mu Feng to be so direct.
“Cousin, there’s something I didn’t understand about the book you gave me last time. Teach me,” Wei Jin said as she stepped forward to hold Xia Wanyuan’s arm and pulled her away in a panic.
Looking at Wei Jin’s blushing face, Xia Wanyuan felt that her doubts might have been wrong.
Wei Jin had toed by etiquettes since she was young and had lived like a standard daughter of a prestigious family. Perhaps in the eyes of others, she should like the same modest gentleman.
However, someone as arrogant as Mu Feng might be able to penetrate all the barriers around Wei Jin.
“The weather is cold. Wei Jin, wear more. I got someone to put a scarf in your office.” Mu Feng’s words came from behind and Wei Jin’s face turned even redder. Xia Wanyuan did not say anything and only smiled meaningfully.
After Xia Wanyuan finished answering the questions, Wei Jin looked at the time. It was time for lunch. “Cousin, I’ll cook for lunch. Why don’t you eat with me?”
Xia Wanyuan was about to agree when her phone rang. After reading the message, Xia Wanyuan looked at Wei Jin. “I have a house in school. Let’s have a meal together. I can introduce you to someone.”
“Okay.”
Xia Wanyuan and Wei Jin chatted as they walked towards their residence.
Wei Jin was visibly close and respectful to Xia Wanyuan. The more she chatted with Xia Wanyuan, the more she understood what Matriarch Wei meant when she said, “You can learn a lot from Xia Wanyuan.”
Finally, they arrived at Xia Wanyuan’s place. It was a small standalone building. The scenery in the courtyard was beautiful, and a black car was parked at the door.
“You’re back?” Just as she walked in, a deep male voice came from the house.