Chapter 635 I had no choice but to go there myself
Ruan Xingwan felt that the whole matter had no clue before, and she didn't know what purpose Freya had come.
But now, just the word Jiangzhou is enough to make her scalp tingle.
There are still many unresolved issues in Jiangzhou, and the culprit has not yet been found.
It happened that at this moment, a person suddenly appeared looking for her, and this person was Wen Qian's former client and seemed to have something to do with Jiangzhou.
Ruan Xingwan is increasingly confused about who is behind all this.
Jiangzhou and Nancheng are always inextricably linked, and because of Zhong Xian's death, I don't know where to start.
When Zhong Xian committed suicide, although Ruan Xingwan's eyes were blindfolded by Zhou Ci, she could still think of that scene.
Zhong Xian's expression must be twisted and ferocious, even mixed with a sense of pleasure.
Since her death, everything has gone in the direction she expected.
The estrangement between Zhou Junnian and Zhou Cishen is like an invisible existence that cannot be touched or removed. Maybe as time goes by, this estrangement will slowly turn into mutual suspicion. In the end, there will only be accumulation.
of hatred.
However, the little guy's illness, Jiangzhou's numerous conspiracies, and the Jiang family's internal strife, all these seemingly unrelated things are connected together.
Like...a long-planned revenge.
Ruan Xingwan sat in the car, looking into the distance in trance.
After a long time, she recovered her thoughts, took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.
Soon, the phone was connected and a female voice rang: "Who is this?"
"Hello freya, I'm from Manxing Studio."
On the other end of the phone, Freya smiled and said: "It's Ruan, what can I do?"
Ruan Xingwan said: "I'm sorry, I can't accept your custom order."
"Why?"
"It's my personal reason. The deposit will be returned to your account before six o'clock today at the latest."
After speaking, Ruan Xingwan hung up the phone without pausing.
…
By the time Ruan Xingwan returned to the studio, it was already noon.
In the studio, Jiang Chuning put on his work clothes and looked presentable. He was checking out the cash carefully. Compared with yesterday, when he was stiff and out of place, he was much better.
Ruan Xingwan looked at this scene and the corners of his lips curled up.
This is when Pei Shanshan came back from next door: "Xingxing, didn't you go to Lin's?"
Ruan Xingwan said: "I went to check it out and came back when nothing happened."
"Then did you stay in the studio afterwards?"
Ruan Xingwan nodded: "We don't have much time, we need to calm down and prepare for fashion week."
"Who is in charge of Lin's side?"
"Chen Xiao."
Seeing Pei Shanshan's confused look, Ruan Xingwan added, "The person in charge when I participated in the new designer competition was the manager of Zhou's subsidiary."
Ruan Xingwan took two steps and suddenly remembered something, turned around and said: "By the way, Shanshan, find the order you customized yesterday and return the deposit."
Pei Shanshan thought that after much deliberation, Ruan Xingwan still felt that taking this order would delay preparations for fashion week, so she backed out and didn't think too much: "Okay, I'll deal with it now."
After entering the office, Ruan Xingwan opened his draft book and copied out the drawings he had drawn in Jiangzhou one by one from his bag.
Almost the whole afternoon, she spent her time on this.
I don’t know how long it took, but there was a knock on the office door.
Ruan Xingwan raised his head and moved his neck.
The next second, the office door was pushed open, and the little girl in the studio said: "Sister Xingwan, the customer who customized yesterday said that she has something to ask you."
Ruan Xingwan was silent for two seconds: "Take her to the lounge, I'll go there later."
"OK."
After the door closed, Ruan Xingwan got up, organized all the drafts on the table and put them in the drawer before walking out.
In the lounge, Freya had a cup of coffee in front of her, her slender legs crossed, and she looked around casually.
After a while, Ruan Xingwan's figure appeared in her sight.
Freya was the first to speak: "You didn't explain clearly on the phone why you rejected me, so I had to go there in person."
Ruan Xingwan sat opposite her: "Sorry, let me say it again. Due to my personal reasons, I cannot accept your order."
Freya folded his hands on his chest and said with a smile: "Didn't you make a good promise yesterday? Why did you suddenly go back on your word?
Is it because of Wen Qian?
You are afraid that you may exaggerate in front of me, but in fact, the works are not as good as hers."
Ruan Xingwan looked at her and chuckled: "No."
"Other than this, I can't think of any other reason."
"If you think this reason is acceptable to you, I won't refute it."
Freya clicked her tongue: "Judging from yesterday's conversation, you are not the type to back down.
I won’t let you tell me the reason for your concerns. If we had any misunderstanding before, wouldn’t it be a good idea to talk it out?”
Ruan Xingwan pursed his lips slightly, his eyes gradually became dull, and he said nothing.
Freya changed her posture and sat down, picking up the coffee in front of her: "I came here because of your reputation. If you reject me like this without even a convincing reason, it seems a bit unreasonable.
If word of this got out, what would you let other people think?
Besides, you still have to hold a fashion week, which will do you no good."
"Then I'll tell you straight."
Ruan Xingwan said calmly, "I don't know how much research you did on me before coming here, and I don't know what purpose you have, let alone how much you know about me.
However, I don’t want to have anything to do with Jiangzhou.”
Freya raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Are you investigating me?"
Ruan Xingwan smiled: "Didn't you also investigate me?"
"Yes, since you have chosen to cooperate, both parties should have a detailed understanding.
It’s true that my parents are from Jiangzhou. I also heard that you went to Jiangzhou for a month some time ago. Although I don’t know what your relationship is with that place. Even if someone there offends you, it shouldn’t be me.
On your head?"
Ruan Xingwan continued to smile: "I'm sorry, maybe you still don't understand me very well.
That's how I am: I have a vicious mind, I will retaliate, and I also like to implicate innocent people."
"..."
Ruan Xingwan got up: "Your deposit should have been returned to your account. Although the cooperation was not successful this time, it was still very pleasant. Thank you for your hard work. The sun is shining brightly outside. You can sit for a while before leaving."
Freya sat on the sofa, looking at her back, the curve of the corners of her lips gradually narrowed.