C10 Who Did You Text?

A scar across her left chest stretched from her collarbone all the way down to her ribs. There was also the purplish-green scar that had not disappeared for a month.

The burn on her waist had already made her feel unbearable. She didn't expect that now...

The life in prison was still like a nightmare that haunted her.

Arguments, insults, and beatings were happening all the time. During the one year she was in prison, Pei Qingle did not even dare to sleep well. At first she was afraid, but later on her body was in so much pain that she could not sleep.

She looked at the three fingers on her right hand. If she looked carefully, she could see that there were some deformities in her joints. Although it did not affect her daily life, her right hand could no longer hold a brush.

Pei Qingle's eyes were scarlet. The scenes of the past flashed in her eyes. She clenched her fists, and her hatred for Lu Wenhua deepened.

She could not forget that she had to force herself to remember all the hatred clearly.

...

The next day, Manager Zhang found Pei Qingle and said that there was no need for a group meeting. She could directly enter the project team.

Immediately after, she saw other people in the project team. Including her, there were a total of 12 people who were in charge of the new season's product direction and marketing plan.

"You will split into two groups. Within a week, each group will come up with a plan. In the end, you will have a meeting to decide which group to use. Don't relax. Do it well. There will be rewards after the plan is completed." Manager Zhang smiled and said a few words before he left.

The group had not been allocated properly before. Everyone seemed to deliberately avoid Pei Qingle and quickly stood together. The group with one less person was very painful. It seemed that if Pei Qingle went in, they would be dead for sure.

Pei Qingle knew what kind of reputation she had outside and was not unhappy. She just walked over slowly and said softly, "Sorry to trouble you."

"You still know that you are a trouble." One of the people in the group muttered discontentedly.

"Don't talk about her. She can even hear it. Just bear with it. Who asked her to have someone backing her?"

"Does she really think that she is in Pei's? Let's see who the CEO is now! Isn't she relying on CEO Lu's infatuation? "She really thinks of herself as a person!" That person's voice became louder and louder. He was not afraid that Pei Qingle would hear him at all.

Pei Qingle only smiled, but she laughed sarcastically. Lu Wenhua's reputation was really good. All the dirty water splashed on her head, but he was actually infatuated.

She looked at the members of her team a few times, remembered everyone in her mind, and then returned to her office.

There were a lot of local clothing manufacturers in New Sea, but the Pei Family was rich. Although they started late, they did well. Pei Qingle brought out the information of the other competitors and studied the target group and style of their products.

At noon, Pei Qingle's phone vibrated. She smiled first and opened it to take a look. Her smile became deeper.

"Sister, I'm on the third floor opposite your company. Can you come over? I miss you."

Pei Qingle held her phone and replied. She immediately turned off her computer and went downstairs.

...

Gu Linhan took his phone back and glanced at Gu Mingrui. The little guy was smiling happily while holding his phone.

He often worked outside. Gu Mingrui had always been following him when he was young. Now that he had grown up, his temper became more and more unruly under the love of his family. However, it was rare for him to smile so naively and cute.

"Who did you send a text message to?" Gu Linhan closed the menu and asked casually.

Gu Mingrui rolled his eyes and shook his head. "No."

"Then why are you smiling so happily?" Gu Linhan did not believe him, but he did not plan to interrogate him.

Gu Mingrui drank his drink and did not dare to speak. His father was the smartest.

After a while, he calculated the time and said softly, "Dad, can I go to the bathroom by myself?"

When he said "by myself," he emphasized it as if he was intentionally emphasizing it.

Gu Linhan raised his eyebrows. "You can go."

Gu Mingrui immediately bit his lips and held back his laughter. His small body jumped off the chair and skipped out of the restaurant. He was not heading to the bathroom.