Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets-Chapter 1680 - 582: Provoking the "Ominous" (2)
Yao Lingling took a deep breath, her eyes shining brightly.
She was indeed confident. As a professional fashion designer, she had a deep understanding of the market and knew the excellence of her jacket.
Most importantly, the Double Eleven shopping festival was just around the corner, along with He Yiyi’s rising popularity.
She was confident she could create a huge hit.
As for that wish...
Yao Lingling pursed her lips, a shy blush appearing on her face.
...
8:10 a.m.
Cloud Stream Building, Songmei Clothing.
"Morning, Brother Zhang."
"Morning."
Yao Lingling, carrying her tote bag, walked briskly into the office.
The morning office area felt a bit quiet, with only a few figures busy at their desks.
Soon, a sexy and graceful figure came into view.
A white tight-fitting base shirt paired with high-waisted jeans outlined her splendid curves, making her exceptionally eye-catching.
Yao Lingling beamed with a bright smile, "Qiuqiu, good morning!"
Upon hearing the call, Cheng Qiuyu stopped and turned around, showing a hint of softness on her cool face, "Lingling, morning."
However, before she finished speaking, Yao Lingling, like an enthusiastic little bird, laughed and lunged forward, giving her a firm hug.
"Haven’t seen you in two days, I missed you! Wow, you smell so nice."
Cheng Qiuyu’s body instinctively stiffened, her expression somewhat unnatural.
She still wasn’t quite accustomed to such intimate physical contact.
Of course, there was one exception.
After a brief conversation, Yao Lingling pulled her to make a cup of coffee while discussing recent design issues.
Back at the desk.
Cheng Qiuyu took a sip of the warm coffee, though an indistinguishable hint of longing flashed in her eyes.
It had been several days since she last saw Tang Song.
The scenes at Bamboo Stream Community kept resurfacing in her mind uncontrollably, stirring up curious ripples in her heart.
Even though she knew about his relationship with her senior, she couldn’t help getting closer to him, missing him.
She sighed softly, opened her computer, and immersed her chaotic thoughts into work.
Tang Song’s "Brand Growth" project on Little Red Book was still in full swing, and the next event was "Choosing Brand Courier Packaging."
She had completed three different packaging designs, and now needed to organize them into beautiful images for Tang Song to publish in her Little Red Book notes.
The growth series was extremely popular now, with every note followed by lively discussions among netizens.
In between work, she would habitually check the "April" fan group, engaged in high-intensity lurking, occasionally replying.
The group owner "Su Yu’s April" was also exceptionally active, always tirelessly canvassing for votes for her option.
Cheng Qiuyu had chatted with her many times and clearly felt that she was definitely a fervent fan of "April" and also extremely knowledgeable about Su Yu.
This feeling of mutual appreciation led them to add each other as WeChat friends and often communicate.
One of her few online friends.
"Buzz buzz buzz——" Her phone suddenly vibrated.
[Mom]
The once relaxed expression on Cheng Qiuyu’s face subconsciously tightened.
After hesitating for a moment, she picked up the phone and walked to a window-side corner.
She took a deep breath and pressed the answer button.
"Hello, Qiuyu, what are you busy with?" Her mother, Li Meihua’s voice, came through with a strong Sichuan accent.
"Working." Cheng Qiuyu’s voice remained as cold as ever, revealing no emotion.
"Oh, have you eaten?"
"I have."
Li Meihua asked a few more questions about her health and if work was tiring.
Cheng Qiuyu responded briefly to each, her tone insanely indifferent.
"Since you’re so busy with work, and I’m really bored lately, I want to stay in Yan City for a while and take care of you. Does that sound good?"
"Don’t come!"
After a brief silence, Li Meihua’s voice suddenly changed to a probing tone, "Let me ask you, Qiuyu, be honest with me, are you dating someone?"
Cheng Qiuyu’s fingertips tightened suddenly around the phone, her heart pricked with something sharp.
"No." Her voice was icy, "Who told you that? Brother Junfeng?"
"Oh... who told me! It’s just that I kept having this dream the past few days, and since you won’t let me come to Yan City, I just guessed." Li Meihua’s tone suddenly turned urgent, "Let me tell you, Qiuyu, out there on your own, keep your eyes open, okay?"
Cheng Qiuyu’s expression darkened, and she remained silent.
The voice on the other end became more urgent, firing like a barrage, "There are many crafty men out there! You’re so simple, and pretty too, don’t be fooled! Especially by those smooth talkers..."
"Mind your own business!"
"What?!" Li Meihua’s voice grew sharp, "What attitude is this? I am your mom! If I don’t look out for you, who will? I worked so hard raising you—"
"Beep beep——"
Cheng Qiuyu hung up abruptly, her hand gripping the phone slightly trembling.
Her face was pale, her chest heaving violently.
It’s always this way! It’s always been this way!
The psychological and physical issues she had weren’t just because of her mother-in-law’s death; this so-called mother of hers inflicted untold psychological trauma as well.
From childhood, though she seldom actually cared for her, there were endless questions, scrutiny, and criticism in the name of "for your own good."
Since she went to college, her mother seemed to have changed a lot on the surface, but at the core, the desire to control her had never truly disappeared.
