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Eileen directly contacted Mu Beiyao, specifically requesting that Tian Da Tang's manager, Zheng Ying, personally pick them up from the underground parking lot and escort them to the third floor, to Su Xing's office.
Han Ruoxi had been in a terrible mood these past few days. The dark circles under her eyes were so pronounced that even sunglasses couldn't hide them. If she didn't genuinely respect the design work and wasn't interested in using her designs for the upcoming event, she definitely wouldn't have come.
Eileen had her own ulterior motives as well; she had heard rumors that Starry Convergence was about to settle into Shen's Imperial Luxury Mall and was looking to replace their spokesperson with someone more influential. Han Ruoxi rarely accepted such easy yet lucrative jobs, but when it came to anything related to Shen, she was almost always willing to oblige.
However, neither of them expected such a significant complication to arise upon arrival.
After Zheng Ying led them into Su Xing's office and was about to prepare coffee, she noticed an alarming number of empty coffee cups scattered around. As she tidied up, Eileen made a request that Han Ruoxi couldn't drink coffee and preferred fruit tea instead. Zheng Ying complied respectfully.
Outside the door stood four bodyguards, making Su Xing's office quite a lively place.
Han Ruoxi initially looked down on a mere designer and didn't bother to remove her sunglasses immediately upon entering. But after Eileen greeted Su Xing, who responded casually, Han Ruoxi finally furrowed her brow and took off her sunglasses.
That voice sounded oddly familiar. Upon closer inspection, she almost failed to recognize the woman who appeared somewhat unrefined—was this really Su Xing?
"Why are you sitting here?" Han Ruoxi questioned sharply. Although there was a vague suspicion in her mind, how could she possibly admit it?
Su Xing calmly replied, "Miss Han, this is my office."
Su Xing understood that it would take some time for Han Ruoxi to process this shocking revelation. How much money had flowed into her account from this major film project? Quite a lot, it seemed.
Han Ruoxi felt a surge of anger rising within her. "You! You vile woman! How could you possibly be...?!"
Impersonation was a crime after all. Eileen seemed equally incredulous.
Su Xing wanted to laugh but managed to hold it back. "Well then, you can look for whoever you think is the real deal. I won't be seeing you out."
When Zheng Ying entered with tea and snacks, she overheard her boss dismissing the supposed 'wealthy benefactor' with such nonchalance. Instinctively, she raised her eyebrows at Su Xing but was met with indifference and ultimately had to retreat quietly.
Su Xing sat there with an air of indifference, as if she had no intention of begging anyone for help in creating results.
Han Ruoxi stared at Su Xing for a long time, recalling Deng Xiaoya's words from yesterday—she was determined to be herself!
"You wanted to slap my face, didn't you? Well, in the future, I'll make sure you get even more attention online."
Those of them who mingled in the entertainment industry were extremely sensitive to trending topics. She had yet to calm down from the news that Shen Jingyu was going to marry Su Xing.
At this moment, a deep-seated hatred enveloped her heart completely.
It seemed she had made up her mind; Han Ruoxi resumed her haughty demeanor.
With a disdainful tone, she said, "I don't need a woman like her, who can't even make it in public, designing my jewelry! Aileen, let's go."
Aileen looked at Han Ruoxi with some disapproval. Although Su Xing was a stumbling block in her romantic life, she could potentially elevate Aileen's status as a designer. However, Aileen had never been able to fully control Han Ruoxi as an artist.
Just as they were about to leave, Shen Jingyu unexpectedly returned.
The bodyguards outside were arranged by Shen Jingyu for Han Ruoxi and naturally recognized him. They greeted him in unison from a distance.
"Shen."
Shen Jingyu nodded with a stern expression and strode into Su Xing's office.
Han Ruoxi was just about to approach Shen Jingyu to speak when he placed a thick envelope on the desk in front of Su Xing.
Inside the transparent envelope, the first document clearly stated "Prenuptial Agreement and Property Notarization."
In just a few minutes, Han Ruoxi had received a double blow.
"Star, the documents are ready. You can sign them anytime, and we can get our marriage certificate."
"What?! You're trying to keep me calm like this?!"
"Jing Yu! Why are you marrying her? Why?!"
Before Su Xing could say anything, Han Ruoxi rushed over and grabbed Shen Jingyu's wrist tightly.
Her grip was so strong that her nails left deep marks on his skin.
Shen Jingyu frowned slightly and said coolly, "Let go, Ruo Xi. If you can behave like before, we can still be a family. I will take care of you while being with Star."
"I don't want that!" Tears streamed down Han Ruoxi's face like they were free-flowing, surging out with her heightened emotions.
Su Xing felt like jumping up and kicking him for saying such things—why should she take care of Han Ruoxi?
"Is your family just filled with oddballs? And why do I have to share this burden with you?"
"Shen Jingyu," she snapped, "can you at least be a bit more realistic when you speak? Don't you know who Miss Han needs to take care of?"
"Do you have to stab me in the heart time and again?"
"Shut up! Su Xing, if it weren't for you, Jing Yu wouldn't have left me. This is all because of you!"
"If you think I stole him from you, then so be it."
"There's no point in explaining anymore, so I might as well just lie down and accept it."
Shen Jingyu was clearly here to stir up trouble for her. This woman held a grudge against her and would definitely not let it go easily; she should just wait for the storm to come.
At this moment, Han Ruoxi was determined to make the woman before her suffer greatly.
Shen Jingyu seemed annoyed; he grabbed Han Ruoxi's arm, forcing her to release her grip. Seeing the pressure bandage on her wrist only made him more disgusted, and he turned his head away.
"You all come in and take Ruo Xi back."
Shen Jingyu shouted towards the door, and the bodyguards rushed in to pull her away.
After all, it was Shen Jingyu who arranged for Han Ruoxi's protection.
Su Xing found this scene puzzling; Shen Jingyu clearly had deeper feelings for Han Ruoxi than he let on.
So after Han Ruoxi left with them, Su Xing asked Shen Jingyu, "Do you really have no feelings for her at all?"
"None. My feelings have long been given to you."
Shen Jingyu sat down and gestured for Su Xing to open the document. "Sign it; you should take a look first."
"I won't look. I won't sign."
Suddenly, Shen Jingyu changed his tone: "Xingxing, stop messing around. We're at an age where we should settle down."
Su Xing's eyes nearly bulged out in disbelief: "Yes! I'm getting old and unworthy of you. You should go find a younger girl to date!"
"Just find someone between eighteen and twenty; that way, you can flaunt your status as a successful person."
Su Xing abruptly snatched the document bag and threw it on the ground in frustration.
"Xing, that's not what I meant!"
Su Xing scoffed repeatedly. "Then what did you mean?"
"So no matter what, we can't talk about age when it comes to women, got it?!"
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