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"Sooner or later, everyone will know about all the dirty things you've done."

"Heh," Joanne nodded in agreement and sneered, "Then I look forward to that day."

The other party's complacent expression really made him feel disgusted. Yin Qinghuan grabbed her bag, walked around the woman blocking the way and left the office.

The moment he left the design department, he heard the sobbing of the woman. Wasn't the person lowering his head in the corner Yichen's assistant?

When the assistant saw Yin Qinghuan, he immediately wiped away the tears at the corner of his eyes, turned around, and ran away.

This scene made Yin Qinghuan think of one word — guilty of being a thief!

Many things seemed to have become clear at once. She wanted to catch up with the assistant and find out what was going on, but the phone's vibrations interrupted her.

It was Gu Wenliu's phone call.

"Yin Qinghuan, come to my office. Now."

Hearing the man's overly serious tone on the phone, she felt a chill run down her spine.

Before she could say anything, the call was cut off.

In the director's office.

Gu Wenliu repeatedly looked at Yin Qinghuan's blueprint, as well as the blueprints she had given him earlier. Her brows were knitted tightly, while her slender fingers lightly tapped the table as if she was pondering something. However, she encountered a bottleneck.

"Director Gu."

Yin Qing walked into the office happily with a bag in her hand. She looked as if she had something to say and wanted to leave. She looked at him as if she had something to say.

"Sit down."

"If Director Gu has anything to say, then say it directly."

When she saw the drawing in the man's hand, she knew what Gu Wenliu was going to tell her.

"Can you tell me more about the design concept of your design?"

As he spoke, Gu Wenliu placed the blueprint in his hand on the table, turned it over, and pushed it in front of the woman.

Yin Qinghuan lowered her eyes as she looked at the atlas. Her eyes were unperturbed and didn't have the slightest ripple. She said indifferently, "I've said everything I should have said during the exam."

"I want to hear it from you alone now." It was Gu Wenliu's attitude. There was no doubt in his firm, commanding tone.

He was her superior now, and as a subordinate, he knew what he had to do.

The woman hesitated for a moment, then nodded and repeated everything that she had said this morning without changing a single word. Naturally, she noticed that Gu Wen Liu was looking at her with an increasingly proficient gaze.

"Why would I think of Mehndi?"

When Jocelyn mentioned Mehndi to him, Gu Wenliu reacted for a long time. No one had ever tried to design a jewel with this kind of Indian hand-painted tattoo, and he had laughed at his unreality.

And now, the woman in front of him had continued with her unrealistic plan.

"Director Gu, there's no reason for something like inspiration."

"Well, so what do I think if two people have the same inspiration?"

Sure enough, he still doubted it. With a faint smile, Yin Qinghuan nodded and replied, "Then these two people probably have the same thoughts."

This woman really knows how to talk. The corners of Gu Wenliu's mouth curled up. Even though his smile was warm, his words were bone-chilling cold.

"You have the same thoughts as a dead man. You're amazing, Yin Qinghuan."

She:

The man let out a faint smile and stopped beating around the bush. "Qiao Yino's blueprint isn't complete yet. How do you know her design concept?"

"I don't know what you mean." As Yin Qinghuan spoke, she shook her head. A puzzled expression was revealed in her eyes as she replied with a question, "What is Director Gu suspecting?"

He wondered if her design was not original, or if it was a question of the delicate relationship between her and Jovino.

"From the day you entered the company until now, I feel that you have a purpose."

At first, Gu Wenliu thought that Yin Qinghuan was like those other women, just for the sake of Mrs. Qi's false reputation.

But now, it seemed that it wasn't that simple. Between her and Qiao Yino, there seemed to be some sort of … It was an enigmatic relationship, but he had no way to verify it.

"You committed suicide the night Jojono was killed."

"So." Even if he knew about this information, so what? Could it be that he could think of such a ridiculous thing as rebirth?

Seeing that Gu Wen Liu was silent, her expression became ugly. The woman laughed softly and said: "Director Gu, although I don't know what you are suspecting, but I can tell you very clearly, I only have one goal in ST, and that is to become a chief designer."

In the end, she lowered her eyes and thought for a while, "I know that you previously thought that I had no strength, so it's only right that you suspect me this time."

"Looks like you won't tell me the truth."

The truth? Yin Qinghuan faintly smiled. Every word she said just now was the truth. It was just that he didn't believe it.

"Well, if that's what you must think."

To be honest, this was the first time she was in a deadlock with Gu Wenliu.

"Director Gu, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."

The woman turned to leave, but the man's warning came from behind her.

"Stay away from time."

Yin Qinghuan halted her steps. She did not turn her head back. However, there was a dejected look in her eyes, as if she was lonely.

Just what did he think of her? She should stay away from time … Could it be that she will harm Ah Qian?

"You should tell Special Assistant Shifu that."

Looking at the departing figure of Yin Qinghuan, Gu Wenliu's expression turned cold. It seemed that Qi Yan Shang's guess was correct; this woman might have been related to Yinuo's death.

After leaving ST, Yin Qinghuan went to Yi Chen's home according to the address.

If he didn't guess wrongly, the person who sold out Yichen's design script should be that assistant.

There weren't many people who were close to Yi Chen, and it was also clear that she wanted to train the assistant as a designer. She definitely considered him as a trusted aide, but it was precisely because of this that she was able to take advantage of him.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no one at home. She also sent many messages and voice messages to Yi Chen, hoping that she could see it.

What Yin Qinghuan was feeling right now was not because Yi Chen misunderstood her, but rather … She was leaving ST.

He did not understand why. With Yi Chen's usual unyielding personality, she should have argued with reason this morning and would not compromise. She would also not propose to resign and give up her dream of being a designer.

With a face full of confusion, Yin Qinghuan returned to the Yin house and saw her mother smiling as she approached, as if she had something to say to her that was worth being happy about.

"Qing Huan, your brother …"

"Mom, I'm very tired. I want to go back to my room to rest."

After saying that, she went upstairs without looking back.

His mother looked at her daughter and was indeed tired, so she didn't chase after her, only looking at the photo in her hands. The woman in the photo was the Lin Family's daughter who had just returned from studying abroad. Looking at her gentle and lovable appearance, she took it out and showed it to Xiangze.

Originally, he didn't hold the mindset that he would like to have a son. After all, Qiao Yino …

However, after seeing Miss Lin's photo, Xiang Ze nodded his head and was willing to meet her.

It looked like her son had walked out of the dark and was willing to accept another woman.

Night time, 10 o'clock.

After Yin Qinghuan finished bathing, she came out of the bathroom wearing only a thin nightgown. She held a towel in her hand and wiped her long, dry hair. However, in the next moment, her movements abruptly stopped.

She looked at the man sitting on her bed and glanced at the door. Had she forgotten to close it?

"Brother …"

Yin Xiangze sat there unmoving, his eyes narrowing as he examined the body of the person who had just come out of the bathroom.

"Come here, I'll help you."

When Yin Qinghuan heard this, her expression did not change, but her heart was filled with fear.

Ever since Qiao Yinuo's corpse had been found out, Yin Xiangze had been suspicious of her. During this period of time, she had avoided him as much as possible.

"No need, I can do it myself."

She wanted to go back to the bathroom and dry her hair. This time, his voice was obviously cold — —

"Come here."

She frowned, a look of fear flashing across her eyes. However, she quickly held her breath and relaxed as she walked towards him.

Yin Xiangze cast a sidelong glance at her, then took the towel from her hand.

Yin Qinghuan kept her head down, not raising it to look at the man in front of her. She only felt Yin Xiangze gently wipe her hair, occasionally letting the warmth of his palm caress her ears.

He thought that after the last incident that had angered him, he would no longer trust her. But now … Yin Xiangze's actions had actually made her panic.

The man smelled the fragrance in her hair, and his dark eyes took on a different color. He bent his head, his breath getting closer to the Object, and the next moment, his palm lifted her cheek.

The light in Yin Qinghuan's eyes trembled slightly as her face was lifted up. She couldn't help but meet his gaze. In that instant, she seemed to be able to read the emotions in Yin Xiangze's eyes.

He …

She wanted to get up and avoid him, but her hands were placed on the man's chest. However, his arms stopped her waist and pulled her body closer into his embrace.

"You …"

'What are you trying to do? 'She was unable to finish her sentence as the aura of a man drifted over. The warmth of her lips caused Yin Qinghuan's eyes to suddenly widen. She actually didn't react for a moment.

There was only a tiny bit of distance between him and Yin Xiangze.

Although he didn't kiss her, they were so close that it was impossible for her to avoid them even if she wanted to.

"Qing Huan …" She heard Yin Xiangze's slightly hoarse voice and heard the man's fingers caress her red lips.

The atmosphere in the room became unusually quiet. She wanted to push him away, but her wrist was held back by Yin Xiangze.

"Will this scar still hurt?"

Yin Qinghuan looked at the scar on her left wrist. Even though the scar had already been healed, it could not be wiped away.

She didn't understand why Yin Xiangze would suddenly ask her this, but she knew that if she didn't push this man away, the consequences would be dire.

The woman tilted her head, trying to free her waist from the restraints. "It doesn't hurt anymore."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yin Xiangze loosened his grip. Those who were free immediately stood up and tried to retreat, but their wrists were still gripped tightly by the men.

He didn't see the panic on the woman's face, but his eyes were still locked onto the scar on her wrist. The warmth of his fingers caressed her fair skin.

"Tell me, where do people's souls go after death?"

Yin Xiangze's words seemed to be asking her and talking to himself. However, to Yin Qinghuan, it sounded like a bone-chilling shiver.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

After hiding the panic in her eyes, she withdrew her hand and placed it behind her back. Following that, she also retreated a few steps.