Mr.Charming's Exclusive Cute Wife/C59 You Have the Ability I Believe You!
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C59 You Have the Ability I Believe You!

Luo Xue leaned against the door and gently patted her chest. When she recalled the scene in Mu Shucheng's room, her mind was filled with his strong chest muscles and seductive mermaid lines, and her face instantly flushed.

She pouted and shook her head, forcing herself not to think about it. She locked the door again and walked into the bathroom.

The sound of water splashing could be heard. Luo Xue raised her head and allowed the water to flow on her body.

She did not seem to dislike Mu Shucheng's body. When he kissed her, there was even a trace of anticipation. This made Luo Xue's heart beat rapidly. She stayed in the bathroom for more than half an hour before the uneasiness in her heart slowly calmed down.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding..."

"Ding, ding, ding, ding..."

The phone rang several times but she did not hear it. She came out of the bathroom and was shocked when she picked up the phone. More than a dozen missed calls were all from Ru Yi.

She did not have time to wipe her hair and quickly pressed the dial button. Once the call was connected, she heard Ru Yi's hurried voice.

"Ms Xue, you finally answered the phone!"

"I didn't take the phone just now. What happened?"

"Young Master Ann has said that he wants you to be in charge of the design of the An family's exhibition hall!"

"But I took a leave of absence. Didn't I hand over my work?"

"I don't know what happened either. Destroy Nun couldn't contact you, so she called me. Hurry up and find some time to understand the situation!"

"Okay!"

Luo Xue hung up the phone, her face full of doubt.

She turned on the computer and saw the email Destroy Nun sent to her. The general content was that she had to take full responsibility for the An family's exhibition hall. She picked up a towel and randomly wiped her hair. She did not know if she should be happy or distressed.

The An family's exhibition hall's project was something that the manager had spent a lot of effort to obtain. The company attached great importance to it!

The An family had always been respected in North City, and this exhibition was also Ann Chen's first work. Therefore, if they could get this project, not to mention the profits, they would also receive a lot of attention. Just by relying on the momentum of this art exhibition, it would be able to raise the level of New Development Design Institute's companies by several levels.

For such an important project to suddenly be handed over to an assistant designer who only had a year of work experience, and an undergraduate student who only studied at Nightfall University, it would not make sense at all!

Luo Xue was not stupid. She could not accept this hot potato, nor could she accept it.

But if she accepted it, she did not have confidence. If she messed it up, not to mention the work in front of her, she probably would not have to work in the design industry in the future!

If she did not accept it, it would be even more inappropriate... The work of the leadership, did the public have the right to reject it?

"Sigh!" Luo Xue sighed, one hand holding her chin and the other hand scratching her scalp. She could not help but feel conflicted.

Suddenly, the computer screen flashed and a message came in. Luo Xue opened it and was shocked again.

"Hello, Miss Luo. I am Ann Chen. I heard you are sick. Are you better?"

Luo Xue looked at this strange letter and was very surprised.

She did not have time to ask how the other party knew her account number and went straight to the topic.

Luo Xue: Hello, I am Luo Xue. I am fine. Thank you for your concern. I was just about to talk to you about the exhibition hall. Is it convenient now?

Ann Chen: Yes, go ahead.

Seeing the reply, Luo Xue put her hands on the keyboard and did not know how to open her mouth. After struggling for a while, she finally typed a line of words.

Luo Xue: First of all, I am very grateful for your trust in me, but I am just a little assistant in New Development Design Institute. I am not a designer yet. Leave such an important project to me. I am afraid that I will mess it up, so can you change a professional designer to be in charge of your project?

Luo Xue was a little anxious when she did not see the other party's reply after a while. She was afraid that she would accidentally say something wrong and anger the other party. If the project was ruined, she would really have to join the unemployed industry.

Luo Xue stared at the screen. Five minutes had passed and there was still no news from the other party. She could not help but type a few words on the keyboard.

Luo Xue: Young Master Ann, are you still there?

She had just typed it and had not sent it out yet. She felt that it was not appropriate. He pressed the Buckspace key and deleted all of them. He waited for a while more. Feeling a little tired, he got up and poured himself a cup of water. After drinking a few mouthfuls, he returned to his seat.

As soon as she sat down, there was a notification sound of a new message. Luo Xue quickly opened it to check.

Ann Chen: The composers all know that inspiration is an important virtual body. She runs through the work and decides the quality of the work.

The more professional a designer is, the easier it is to tie up their hands and feet. I call it "inspiration kidnapping." They often unconsciously mix some worldly things to fill their works, without any sense of beauty or novelty.

I have read many of the first drafts, but none of them were satisfactory. Only your idea came from the soul, free and unconstrained, so I know you will give me a satisfactory answer. You have the ability, I believe in you!

The long characters let Luo Xue read them over and over again. Ann Chen's affirmation of her was undoubtedly a form of encouragement, making her want to do it for him.

She originally wanted to reply, but just as she typed a word, she saw Ann Chen's message come again.

Ann Chen: It's getting late. Rest early. If you are not feeling well, you can postpone the script to me. Good night, good dream.

Luo Xue was silent for a while. She did not have the habit of saying good night and sent out a "good dream."

Turning off the computer, she laid on the bed for a long time and did not sleep. Meeting someone who was so confident in her was really a happy thing.

Thinking about Ann Chen's gentle demeanor and Mu Shucheng's beast-like heart, she could not help but sigh.

Why was there such a big difference between people?

"I broke the contract. What kind of compensation do you want?"

Luo Xue suddenly remembered Mu Shucheng's words and started to sweat. She felt more and more that this place was not safe.

The next morning, Luo Xue was still sleeping when Mrs Wang called her up.

"Young Mistress, it is time to get up. Young Master is still downstairs waiting for you."

"Waiting for me? What are you waiting for me for?" Luo Xue sat up and rubbed her eyes while yawning. She slept a little late last night, so she was sleepy today.

"I'm going to see the old lady today. The car is ready."

Luo Xue immediately woke up when she heard that. She had been to Lan Ling Garden many times and had never seen Shi Lan before. The only time they met was at their wedding.

Although she had only seen Shi Lan once, she knew the status of this old lady in Mu family. She was definitely not someone to be trifled with. Even though her marriage with Mu Shucheng had nothing to do with reputation, she knew her duty.

"Why didn't you say so earlier? I didn't prepare any gifts!"

Luo Xue sat on the bed and frowned slightly.

Mrs Wang smiled.

"Young Master is ready. You can leave after eating breakfast."

Luo Xue looked up at Mrs Wang and nodded.

Mu Shucheng was never a careless person. It was not strange that he was prepared in advance. But last night, the old lady called. When did he prepare?

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