How could he give up such a good opportunity so easily? Besides, if he could make An Xin go to a foreign country, then wouldn't he be fine the next time?

Madam Pi Wen still insisted on carrying out her plan. However, now was the time to think of a way to prevent the palace sage from investigating this matter.

"Sala, this matter cannot be delayed any longer. We can't grasp this opportunity, and we don't know when the next one will be." I have time to wait, but do you? " Mrs. Shara was also a shrewd person. Knowing that she wanted to give up, she tried to persuade her with the words that would shake her the most.

Sure enough, the salad hesitated.

That's right, if he succeeded this time, he could be with the Palace Sage as soon as possible. If he gave up, he might not even get the chance to do so next time.

However, if the Palace Sage finds out …

"Why don't you think about it for two more days, Sala? "Anyways, it's not that An Xin hasn't left yet, I'll make my move after you've thought about it. But you need to give me an answer as soon as possible, otherwise, if An Xin comes back, we'll miss this opportunity."

"I know, I will give you the answer as soon as possible!" Sala nodded with hesitation.

Leaving Mrs. Severn's room, Sala returned to her own room and began to wonder if this matter should continue.

If he did not continue, he might not have the opportunity to do so in the future. However, if this were to continue, and Gong Sheng knew that she was the one who did it, then he wouldn't be able to get any good results.

After thinking it over, Sala decided to take the risk.

If the palace sage really did find out about his mother, then he would pretend that he didn't know anything. However, if he did not, then everything would be as he wished. He could be at ease and disappear, and the palace would belong to him as well.

After making up her mind, Sara no longer hesitated. She was now waiting for An Xin to head to Milan.

The next day, Gong Sheng and An Xin got up early to send their wives to the airport.

When they arrived at the airport, Mr. Wilson was waiting for them.

"Don't worry, you're here!" Seeing An Xin's figure, Wilson stood up. At the same time, he also saw Gong Sheng, who was dragging a suitcase behind An Xin, "Mister Gong, you're also here, I'm really sorry. If it wasn't for the fact that the other side mentioned by name that they want Miss An to help design the clothing for the Chinese elements, I definitely wouldn't have let Miss An accompany me to Milan."

Wilson knew that Gong Sheng adored his girlfriend. When An Xin had just started working in his office, Gong Sheng had almost moved his office into his own as well.

If not for An Xin's strong refusal, perhaps the other office space of the Palace Sage would be at the studio.

At the beginning, the Sage seemed to enjoy peace of mind, and Mr. Wilson was a little suspicious of An Xin's ability. After all, with such a powerful boyfriend, how could no one else hope to use his power to do something?

It was the help of the Palace Sage that led to the successful clothing exhibition.

But in the course of his later contact, Mr. Wilson discovered that he had been completely wrong. Not only did An Xin not receive any help from the palace sage at work, but all of her achievements came from her own hands.

Thus, this time, when he assured An Xin to head to Milan, Mr. Wilson was worried that An Xin would go along with him. For such a large company, there was a lot of work that needed to be handled by the Court Sage. If he was just accompanying Ann to Milan, Mr. Wilson thought it would be a waste of time for the Palace Saints.