After being kicked out of the rich family, she had morning sickness, and the chaebol heir went crazy

These words, word by word, fell into Lisa's ears. Her face suddenly turned pale, and her eyes flashed with disbelief.

Indeed, Lisa is her idol whom she has always admired. She has made silent wishes countless times in the middle of the night while looking at the design works on the screen, dreaming that one day she would be able to see this legendary figure in person.

However, the idol was so young and beautiful, and what was even more difficult for her to accept was that the idol seemed to be quite interested in the person she liked.

At this moment, Lisa's mood was like a roller coaster, and an indescribable feeling of irritability surged over her, making her almost lose control of herself.

But soon, this irritability turned into a stronger and deeper jealousy, like a huge rock, weighing heavily on her heart, making her clench her teeth and unconsciously clench her fingers into fists.

"My English name is Lisa, which has nothing to do with Lisa!"

She almost cried as she defended herself, trying to clear up all misunderstandings.

The people around just smiled faintly, said nothing more, and went their separate ways.

There was both sympathy and subtle mockery in their eyes.

After all, in this circle, any little thing could become tomorrow's gossip.

......

At the elevator entrance, Han Xiaowen took two steps at a time to catch up with the disappearing figure.

"Lisa, how about I take you home?" he said

Made a gentleman's suggestion.

Zhu Feiwan tilted his head slightly, with an intriguing smile on his lips: "See you at the company tomorrow."

After she finished speaking, she waved her hand gracefully, and at that moment the elevator bell rang crisply and the door slowly opened.

She moved swiftly and without any hesitation, stepping into the elevator without leaving any time for Han Xiaowen to linger.

This small retreat seemed like a psychological tactic, a strategy of playing hard to get.

In the future, with the help of the Han family's power, it will undoubtedly become easier to defeat those competitors.

Watching the elevator door gradually close, Han Xiaowen put his hands on his hips, scratched his head unconsciously, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In his opinion, the new woman was full of charm.

Perhaps, the company's future days will become unusually exciting because of this.

......

At the same time, Hall B was also bustling with noise.

The news about Zhu Feiwan's true identity in Hall A spread like wildfire and soon reached Lu Huaijin's ears.

At that time, he was gathering with several editors-in-chief of fashion magazines, tasting mellow red wine and discussing future fashion trends.

An editor-in-chief who had left the meeting halfway brought in this explosive news when he returned from the bathroom. Immediately, the atmosphere in the entire conference room was pushed to a climax.

"Lisa actually returned to China, and was poached by the Han family!"

one editor exclaimed.

"Is this true? How can the Han family have the ability to poach someone that even Chanel can't?" another person asked half-doubtfully.

"I heard that there might be some unknown relationship between Lisa and the young master of the Han family..."

"Oh my god, Lisa is the goddess of my dreams. Even if she comes to earth, she should find a reliable man. A famous playboy like Master Han will tarnish my image as a goddess."

Lu Huaijin listened quietly to the discussions around him. He appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was surging with waves. He was planning how to bring this mysterious Lisa into the Lu family.

"That's all for today's meeting. I'll take my leave now."

He stood up calmly, raised the glass in his hand gently, and said goodbye.

Upon seeing this, all the editors stood up and raised their glasses to greet him.

After leaving the meeting room, Lu Huaijin walked slowly to the transparent glass wall, secretly hoping to catch a glimpse of Zhu Feiwan.

However, when he looked around, he did not see the familiar figure.

He took a sip of wine, placed the empty glass on the round table, and then winked at Liu Kuan beside him.

Liu Kuan immediately handed him a handkerchief and respectfully helped him wipe his hands, while waiting for instructions.

"What's going on in Hall A? I heard that a famous designer named Lisa is here. Who is she? Tell me who she is."

"She left early." Liu Kuan lowered his voice, with an almost inaudible hint of regret in his tone.

Lu Huaijin frowned slightly. He felt more and more curious and challenged about the designer's erratic whereabouts.

"Okay, then find a way to recruit her, no matter what the cost."

"This may be a little difficult..." Liu Kuan's voice became even lower and his head dropped unconsciously, looking particularly embarrassed.

Lu Huaijin felt unhappy, a hint of coldness flashed across his handsome brows, and his words were incredibly cold: "When did you become so bold that you dare to question my decision?"

"No, Master, how dare I?" Liu Kuan raised his head, his eyes filled with grievance, almost about to burst into tears: "That Lisa is none other than Miss Zhu."

To be more precise, that is your former spouse, the ex-wife who was deeply hurt by you. How could she be willing to step into your world again?

Liu Kuan kept these words deep in his heart and never spoke them out.

"Is it her?" The brief question contained countless complex emotions.

Five years have distanced him from Zhu Feiwan.

Zhu Feiwan is like a girl emerging from an exquisite Russian nesting doll. Every time you think you have seen all of her and uncovered her innermost secrets, you are surprised to find that there are more layers in her waiting to be explored.

The title of Miracle Doctor Y and the identity of Lisa, an internationally renowned designer, were like two heavyweight bombs that shocked Lu Huaijin.

……

Zhu Feiwan walked briskly as he left the bustling and noisy cocktail party. The journey home seemed particularly peaceful.

The door opened slightly, and she was greeted by three young and expectant faces.

"Mom, you seem to be dressed differently than usual. Is this shirt Dad's?"

The youngest baby asked curiously.

"Mom, didn't you say you had an important party to attend? Why are you back so early?"

Bao's voice was filled with confusion, and he was twirling his little fingers around the edge of his clothes, obviously feeling a little lost.

Zhu Feiwan stroked their cheeks and smiled warmly, "There was a little incident, but now mom wants to change into comfortable clothes, and then play games with you."

When she stepped onto the stairs, downstairs, Holmes Tangtang gently pinched his chin with his little hand, and the little detective's instinct made him keenly aware of something unusual.

"Mom's behavior today is different from usual. I smell a perfume that doesn't belong to her."

His words revealed a calmness beyond his age.

"Second brother, maybe you think too much."

Xiao Tuantuan held a pair of toy glasses in her chubby hands and handed them to Tangtang carefully. Her innocent trust warmed people's hearts.

Tangtang, wearing glasses, instantly turned into a cute version of Sherlock Holmes. The fruit plate became his detective hat, and the straw became the pipe in his mouth.