After the scumbag cheated on me, I turned around and married the heir to a wealthy family.

Mrs. Song waved her hand, "I can't stop trying. It's not like you. It's been so many years, but you still look the same as before. You're so young."

Yang Anran smiled and shook his head, "You. You said you can't stop trying hard, but you haven't come this time."

"I thought I would take care of my junior and come here to help." Mrs. Song said.

Yang Anran raised her eyebrows, but finally said nothing.

"I'm not looking for you to let her go through the back door." Mrs. Song said bluntly, "I think her strength is more than enough to enter the championship battle. I just want to introduce you two to get to know her."

"Then I have to thank you?" Yang Anran joked.

The two have known each other for many years and naturally get along very casually.

Mrs. Song deliberately held up her hairpin in front of others, "Jinjin made this specially for me."

Yang Anran took a look, and a look of amazement appeared in her eyes. She looked up and down at Madam Song's outfit, "Tsk. This whole set of jewelry is indeed cleverly designed and will not cause visual fatigue."

"Your design is very good." Yang Anran turned around and praised.

Zhu Jin was a little flattered.

"I hope you can enter the finals smoothly, and I hope to see you on the stage of the finals." Yang Anran said.

"I will try my best." Zhu Jin replied.

Yang Anran waved his hand, "I won't stay here any longer. The organizing committee has something to ask me for later."

After she left, Zhu Jin hesitated and asked Old Madam Song, "What are you doing..."

She knows that some people will go to the judges to intercede before the game, hoping to get the judges to help them enter the finals or get rewards.

However, Zhu Jin himself has never done such a thing.

Moreover, she felt that Old Madam Song was not the type to do such a thing.

"What are you thinking about? This little head has random thoughts all day long." Mrs. Song poked her forehead with a smile, "I am introducing you two to each other, not asking you to take shortcuts. Besides, there is a judge who can help me , you can find some excuse for those bad tactics.”

Old Madam Song had to admit that there would always be some bad apples in such competitions.

In the past, there were many unjust, false and wrong cases in the Mallow Awards that were investigated after the fact, and those who were kicked out of the competition were all small designers with no support behind them.

Although Zhu Jin is backed by the Huo Group, no one should be stupid enough to attack her.

But Mrs. Song still hopes to add a layer of protection to the child she likes.

"Thank you." Zhu Jin understood instantly and thanked him repeatedly.

"You, you just know how to think wildly." Mrs. Song shook her head and said nothing more.

After the three of them had dinner, Song Hu sent the two of them to the hotel.

Mrs. Song's hotel room is next to Zhu Jin, and Song Hu's room is directly opposite.

"Second Madam, if you need anything, you can send me a message or call me." Song Hu warned, "There is also an alarm bell next to the bed in the hotel. You can press it in time if necessary."

"Second Master said. If someone bullies you and you can't find anyone to help you, even if he kills the person backhand, he can still protect you from going back."

"He wants you to put your own safety first."

Zhu Jin couldn't help but find it a bit funny as the honest man in front of him told her every word, but he still agreed seriously.

When she returned to the hotel, after taking a shower, she lay relaxed on the bed, and the video call rang at this moment.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

Zhu Jin glanced at the name on the call interface and clicked to connect.

Huo Jingcheng's handsome face appeared on the phone screen.

He handed the document in his hand to the person outside the screen before looking at the screen, "Jinjin, are you at the hotel?"

"Yeah." Zhu Jin covered his lips and yawned.

A whole day of traveling made her look a little exhausted.

"If you are tired, you can take a rest first." Huo Jingcheng said.

"No. I want to stay with you for a while." Zhu Jin was lying on her side on the bed. She could tell that Huo Jingcheng should be in the office or study. "Is this troublesome? Are you still busy now?"

Huo Jingcheng responded calmly, "It's a bit troublesome. But it should be solved soon."

Zhu Jin nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

She believed in Huo Jingcheng's ability.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable over there?" Huo Jingcheng asked.

Zhu Jin shook his head, "No. The food that Old Madam Song took me to eat today was also made in China. But you, did you eat well?"

Huo Jingcheng is obviously the kind of boss in the novel who doesn't eat all day long and has stomach problems when he gets busy.

"Eat." Huo Jingcheng replied, turning the camera to make people look at the takeout boxes placed on the tea table not far from his table.

The man who was lying sprawled on the sofa next to the tea table instantly sat up, sitting elegantly, smiling and waving at people.

Zhu Jin was startled.

This is a new face.

She remembered that Assistant Chen mentioned Mr. Qiu before. Is this the Qiu family member who works with Huo Jingcheng?

"Hello, sister-in-law." Qiu Zi called.

Huo Jingcheng moved the camera back, not intending to give the other party too many opportunities to express himself.

"Is he from the Qiu family?" Zhu Jin asked.

Huo Jingcheng hummed, "If it weren't for this idiot, I would be in New York with you now."

"If you are too tired, take a rest first."

Even through the phone screen, Huo Jingcheng could see the fatigue in Zhu Jin's eyes and the sleepiness from yawning.

Zhu Jin waved his hand, "It's okay, I just want to see you. If you are busy, you go ahead and put your phone next to you. I want to see you at work."

Huo Jingcheng raised his eyebrows and raised his hand to wave.

Assistant Chen arranged the phone holder and put the phone on it, moving it so that it was pointed right at Huo Jingcheng.

"I'll be busy now. If you're tired, go to sleep."

"Yeah." Zhu Jin's voice was heavily nasal.

She just stared at Huo Jingcheng on the screen of her mobile phone, and suddenly realized that she seemed to have become accustomed to him entering her life and to meeting him almost every day.

It seemed that she couldn't leave Huo Jingcheng.

This was Zhu Jin's only thought before he fell into a deep sleep.

Huo Jingcheng immediately noticed Zhu Jin's closed eyes and even breathing.

His eyes fell greedily on that face, and he was reluctant to hang up the video call on his phone.

Qiu Zizheng was about to say something carelessly, but was so frightened by Huo Jingcheng's cold glance that he immediately closed his mouth and made a motion to sew his mouth shut.

Next, Huo Jingcheng's processing efficiency improved significantly.

After signing the last contract, Huo Jingcheng raised his chin towards the documents, motioned to Qiu Zi to take them out, and took them to the door.

Qiu Zi let out two soft clicks of the tongue, and as she left with the documents, she did not forget to look back at Huo Jingcheng, whose eyes were full of tenderness.

The face that was usually cold and expressionless was a bit gentle now.

Qiu Zi swallowed, goosebumps appeared all over his body, and he even suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes.

God, is this the expression Huo Jingcheng would have? !