Holding the floral tea cup, Zhou Huimei’s voice trembled, "This, this, this, this is just too ill-mannered." What is proper upbringing? Shen Jian妮 glanced over, chuckling lightly. Ever since she moved from a second-tier city, relying on her contractor father to break into the modeling circle, she never planned on acknowledging the idea of having proper upbringing. Proper upbringing? Those girls with proper upbringing who dare not undress are still struggling outside the third-tier circles! Besides, if she had any proper upbringing, wouldn’t she be at the mercy of that old witch Zhou? At that moment, Shen Jian妮 wasn’t bothered to waste words, she raised her eyes, firmly saying, "How about this? By tomorrow, do whatever you can to make that reporter change their tone. If they don’t, don’t blame me for showing up in front of Mr. He at 8 PM sharp tomorrow night." Hearing the threat, Zhou Huimei nearly choked on her own breath. With ice-cold lips, she said, "You think I’m a miracle worker? Even if I handle it, how could it be resolved in just one day?" "That’s not my concern, I only know that the company has stopped my PR operations for the fifth day since this incident happened. I can’t wait any longer, it’s just one day. Anyway, if it’s not resolved in one day, I’ll force Mr. He to handle it. At worst, I can always go find Zhou Xiao! Guess what she’ll do to you once she’s in the know and marries into the family?" Thinking of the sinister and arrogant Zhou Xiao, who was much harder to deal with than Gu Zixuan, and then looking at the domineering and aggressive Shen Jian妮 before her, and finally realizing that Qi Mo could never find out, or else he’d definitely bring back the now disgraced Gu Zixuan without hesitation, Zhou Huimei felt the pressure in her throat grow with the anger surging upwards. Clenching her nails coated with crimson nail polish, Zhou Huimei nearly squeezed out the first soft-spoken words since becoming a wealthy wife, "Fine." Hearing the response, Shen Jian妮 chuckled softly, picked up her handbag, and stood up from the sofa. Beside her, Xiao Liu watched the proud Shen Jian妮, yet saw how she resolved the dilemma just like that, and couldn’t help but feel admiration. Quickly following, the two walked towards the door together. Yet before they could touch the doorknob, the villa door was pushed open from the outside. They saw a tall, dark, and stern silhouette entering. Shen Jian妮 was startled. He Qimo seemed surprised to see Shen Jian妮 there, pausing for a moment, he looked at Shen Jian妮, then at his mother standing in the living room, the three cups of floral tea on the coffee table, his eyes narrowed coldly, "Why are you here?" His voice was deep, cold, and frosty. Although it was just the most ordinary of questions, the temperature of the entire living room seemed to drop significantly. Both Shen Jian妮 and Zhou Huimei felt a pang of unease, their faces lowering slightly. Everyone feared He Qimo, though there was no clear reason why, it seemed that in He Qimo’s life, apart from Gu Zixuan not fearing him, no one else dared to challenge those wolf-like, deep eyes. Gazing at a person, making them feel exposed and suffocated. Shen Jian妮 was scrutinized, paused a moment, her big eyes darting around, facing He Qimo’s icy demeanor, she smiled, "I’m here to see you, to see if there’s any room to negotiate regarding my issue." Zhou Huimei breathed a sigh of relief. "No!" He Qimo’s thin lips coldly spat out these words, pulling the handle of the shoe cabinet, he took out a pair of men’s slippers, changed shoes, and then placed his leather shoes inside, before grabbing his car keys and briefcase, and headed towards the staircase along the black marble tiled floor. The ruthless rejection left Shen Jian妮’s smile frozen on her face. But before she could retract her stiff smile, He Qimo, having walked two steps, stopped again, turning back to look, "Also, own up to your mistakes yourself, my home does not welcome you!" Immediately, Shen Jian妮’s barbie-like pretty face almost transformed into a livid cartoon expression. Her eyes widened, Shen Jian妮, if not for her remaining patience from kindergarten ages, nearly spat out, ’You think you’re so high and mighty, but you can’t even handle a mother-in-law relationship!’ He Qimo then fully turned and left with an air of arrogance. Zhou Huimei wanted to sneer, but before she could, she caught Shen Jian妮’s gaze and turned her face abruptly. Shen Jian妮 was truly exasperated! Fresh chapters posted on novel⦿fire.net Taking a deep breath, she gave He Qimo’s back a few dim glances, muttered a couple of irritable words under her breath, turned around, and left. While closing the door, Shen Jian妮 hadn’t taken many steps before heading to her car, with Xiao Liu following, getting into the passenger seat on the way. Soon, the Maserati Ghibli disappeared into the night outside the He Mansion. Behind the curtains on the second floor, He Qimo, dressed in just a white shirt having taken off his suit jacket, rested one hand against the glass, deeply watching Shen Jian妮’s car, pausing for a moment, thinking of the scene he saw earlier in the living room, reached into his pocket, took out his phone, placed it by his ear, "Go and install the tracking device we retrieved yesterday into my mom’s handbag. Now." Before long, inside the He Mansion, a newly hired servant, while cleaning up the tea set on the coffee table, discreetly placed a small black object into Zhou Huimei’s handbag. Zhou Huimei didn’t see it, just unhappily ordered the batch of servants her son had just brought in three days before the incident to clean up the living room, and then she walked into the bedroom carrying her handbag. Oh, her heart was about to explode from frustration because of Shen Jian妮. No way, she had to arrange overnight to see how this matter would be resolved, and investigate who exactly was responsible for hitting that unlucky Mr. Guo. The next day, eight o’clock in the morning. Gu Zixuan was having breakfast at the table while reading the Financial Times. Recently, the fluctuations in the He Family’s stock prices caught her attention, but before she could finish reading the news, she received a call from Feng Chengjin. "Are you up? Accompany me to a place today." Feng Chengjin’s voice was very gentle and elegant. In the morning, it sounded particularly pleasing, of course, unless she remembered the nasty act of emptying her purse and leaving her only the phone, and recalled what Brother Yu said, ’Feng Chengjin and I both like you.’ She thought she should be happy to receive his call. So, Gu Zixuan lifted the corner of her mouth, suppressing all her doubts, and said, "I’m up, where are we going?" "Come downstairs and you’ll know, I’m waiting for you, is 15 minutes okay?" "Alright." Gu Zixuan pursed her lips, scooped a spoonful of oatmeal with milk, and hung up the phone. Opposite her, Yu Wei glanced at Gu Zixuan’s cold aura and saw her slightly reserved gaze when she noticed Yu Wei’s attention, chuckled lightly, shook her head without a word, and began eating her own breakfast. Gu Zixuan saw it but had no way to explain, she couldn’t just say she was going to test whether that man liked her today. So all she could do was smile apologetically and awkwardly, and then head upstairs to change clothes. Youxuan hadn’t woken up yet, these days, Youxuan had been pestering Gu Zixuan to sleep together. At this moment, her small tender body kicked the blanket away and her little white belly was exposed. Gu Zixuan glanced at her, walked over, and tucked the blanket back over Youxuan. After changing her clothes, before leaving, she looked at the adorable scene again, and involuntarily her eyes softened, she went over and kissed the pink little face. Then, she placed a small outfit she had made for Youxuan’s Barbie doll last night, with a sorry note, and a drawing expressing her wish to take a day off. Only then did she leave. Gu Zixuan went downstairs quickly. Perhaps after experiencing the previous incident of sneaky photography, Gu Zixuan left the house in clothes that didn’t quite fit her usual image. When she got into the car, it was still a Porsche Cayenne, just a different model, and the color was moonlight blue. Understanding Feng Chengjin wanted to be more low-profile, after all, moonlight blue is much darker and less conspicuous than white, but the everyday car-switching luxury still left Gu Zixuan speechless. Getting into the car, she promptly fastened her seatbelt. But when she looked back, she saw Feng Chengjin’s somewhat frozen expression. Feng Chengjin missed Gu Zixuan a lot in these three days, maybe never missing her before, so he went through the regular routine activities and finally thought of a place he could go in the morning, which was why he drove over before seven thirty and after waiting a long time, called her at eight. But at this moment, no matter how strongly he felt about meeting her, wanting to hold her, he was amused first by her appearance. "Why are you dressed ?" "What? Didn’t you say that my foundation is good, I look good in anything?" Gu Zixuan adjusted her outfit—a military green jacket styled shirt with black skinny jeans, thick-soled wedge shoes, then put on her sunglasses and hat, and with bright red lips, she spoke. Today, Gu Zixuan undeniably looked very...淘宝风 (Taobao style). Feng Chengjin chuckled softly without saying much, just nodded and said, "You look good, everything looks good." Then he fastened his seatbelt and prepared to drive. And Gu Zixuan squinted her eyes, looking at her own appearance; originally, it was meant to irritate Feng Chengjin, she didn’t believe her get-up could still appeal to him. However, Feng Chengjin truly didn’t mind even a little bit! He could even call it good-looking, not in a mocking way. Vaguely, a deeper doubt rose in her eyes, as if she was more convinced by Brother Yu’s words by threefold. Feng Chengjin, wholly unaware, only looked at Gu Zixuan’s slender fingertips while shifting gears, contemplating how later he could hold them in his hand.