Pei Shanshan is the happiest person about Ruan Xingwan's return.
After she finished reporting her work and came out of Lin Si's office, Pei Shanshan immediately pulled Ruan Xingwan into her office: "Xingxing, when did you come back? Why didn't you tell me?"
"I came back the day before yesterday."
Ruan Xingwan said, "Shanshan, Ruan Jun is dead."
Ruan Xingwan briefly told her the whole thing, including the photos found in Ruan Jun's box.
After hearing this, Pei Shanshan felt a lot more comfortable: "I'm really not surprised at all. Ruan Jun... he doesn't look like a father. You know, no matter how bastard he is, he can't do it."
He is really shameless for betraying his own daughter."
After saying that, Pei Shanshan said again: "Then what are you going to do now?
Are you going to find your biological father?"
Ruan Xingwan shook his head: "Forget it."
"Why?
Don’t you want to know what happened back then?”
"No matter what happened, so many years have passed. Even if it is found, it won't mean much."
Pei Shanshan thought for a while and then asked tentatively: "Xingxing, the reason why you don't want to look for it is because of Xiao Chen?"
She knew Ruan Xingwan too well. For Ruan Xingwan, the father whose face he couldn't remember was nothing compared with the younger brother who had been dependent on each other since childhood.
Ruan Xingwan smiled lightly: "No, you are overthinking. I just feel that life has finally calmed down after Ruan Jun died. I don't want to let myself step into another unknown situation.
Moreover, if he is still alive, he should be looking for me. Since he has not looked for me, he is either no longer in this world, or he has married a wife and has children. If I come to visit him, wouldn't it make both parties unhappy?
"
Pei Shanshan thought about the same reason and then jumped away from the topic: "But compared to this, I am more curious about another thing."
"What?"
"Are you and Zhou Cishen going to remarry?"
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
Pei Shanshan said seriously: "Don't try to escape. After listening to what you told me last time, I thought about it again.
Even though Zhou Cishen may like you, he is a bitch like him and will not have real feelings. Look at Shu Siwei, there was a lot of rumors at that time. Many people thought she was going to marry Zhou Cishen.
Is it settled?
The dog man must be just coveting your beauty, and he is just driven by lust on a whim."
Ruan Xingwan twitched the corners of his lips and spoke after a while: "I know."
Even if Pei Shanshan didn't say anything, Ruan Xingwan knew very well that Zhou Cishen's sudden liking may just come from being used to her being silently behind him and being a good wife conscientiously.
When she left Mrs. Zhou's position and started her own life, instead of just accepting things, he felt a bit fresh. Aren't all men like this?
Even he himself said that in three years, he had slept with her countless times. If he wanted to like her, he would already like her.
Regarding this point, Ruan Xingwan is quite self-aware.
Pei Shanshan added: "Xingxing, you came back just in time. Let me move in with you. My house is going to be sold. Now when I go home, I remember that Li Ang lived there. It's so disgusting."
Ruan Xingwan: "...Hahaha."
Pei Shanshan: "?"
Ruan Xingwan touched his neck unnaturally: "You can just go and live there, I... don't live there."
"ah?
So where do you live?
Have you rented a new house again?”
Ruan Xingwan knew that such a thing could not be kept secret for long, so he simply confessed.
Pei Shanshan: “………”
After a while, she said seriously: "Xingxing, for the sake of our friendship for so many years, if you reconcile with that dog... Mr. Zhou, you must never tell him about me scolding him.
, leave me a way to survive."
…
When Ruan Xingwan and Pei Shanshan came out of the office, they happened to see Wen Qian picking up a high-end customization client.
It was obvious that Pei Shanshan and Wen Qian were incompatible. They didn't like each other when they met, and they couldn't even maintain a superficial relationship between colleagues.
Just as several people were passing by, a clear female voice sounded: "Wait a minute."
She turned back and looked at Ruan Xingwan: "Is this also the designer of Shengguang Jewelry? If I guess correctly, you should be the designer of the 'First Love' series, Ruan?"
Ruan Xingwan nodded slightly: "Hello."
"I came to Shengguang several times and never met you. I thought you had resigned."
Ruan Xingwan replied politely: "I had something to do before, so I asked for a period of leave."
Lin Zhiyi smiled and interrupted her: "It's okay, don't worry, I have nothing to do anyway."
After saying that, she said to Ruan Xingwan: "I really like the 'First Love' series you designed. A sister I know is getting married soon. I want to give her a gift. Can I ask you to design it?"
Wen Qian bit her lip: "Miss Lin..."
"Ms. Wen, the agreement we made before remains unchanged.
This sister is quite important to me. Besides, gifts can’t be too many, right?”
Lin Zhiyi said so. Wen Qian naturally couldn't find any more excuses, but she was unwilling to give in. Why did the client she found with so much difficulty get Ruan Xingwan so cheap?
After speaking, Lin Zhiyi looked at Ruan Xingwan again and asked softly: "Is it okay, Miss Ruan?"
Before Ruan Xingwan could say anything, Pei Shanshan said first, "Okay, okay, of course.
Miss Lin, you have such good taste. Ruan was the first jewelry designer signed by our magazine, and the "First Love" series is often sold out.
It would be the best choice for you to ask her to design a wedding gift for your sister."
Lin Zhiyi smiled and said: "This is natural, I heard that Miss Ruan was the first place in the emerging designer competition three years ago.
My sister will definitely like the wedding gift designed by Miss Ruan."
Ruan Xingwan said: "Does Miss Lin have a favorite style?"
"Well, let's find a place to sit down and have a good chat."
As she spoke, Lin Zhiyi seemed to think of Wen Qian, "By the way, Miss Wen, the design should be based on the previous version. I'm very satisfied."
After a long while, Wen Qian nodded stiffly.
Lin Zhiyi was obviously not satisfied with the version of the design that was submitted before. The reason why he came here today was to talk about the details of the modifications.
But now it seems that the works she designed are no longer important.
It was obvious that Lin Zhiyi had chosen Ruan Xingwan, and the reason why he would let her produce the finished product was just to give her face.
Thinking of this, Wen Qian clenched her fists tightly and let her nails dig into her palms.