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On the other end of the phone, Lu Junyan heard her insistence and felt a little troubled. "But, the customer is in a rush, I'm afraid you won't make it in time if you get better …"

"It's okay! "I can do it, I'll draw it right now!" Song Jiayin didn't want to give up this rare opportunity, and didn't want to let go.

She understood Wu Zihao's magnanimity, even though he had many unreasonable demands towards this wedding ring that he didn't know who he was giving it to, she would still try her best to satisfy him.

After being together with Wu Zihao for so long, she understood his preferences the best.

And most importantly, this was the biggest list she had ever received since she started work. If she succeeded, the reward would be almost a year's worth of salary!

So depressing. The bountiful reward that he was drooling over was exactly what Song Jiayin needed the most right now.

She really, really needed money. More money than she had imagined.

Seeing that she was so stubborn, Lu Junyan could only nod his head and agree. After thinking for a moment, he relaxed a little: "Alright then. You just have to draw the blueprints as much as possible today, otherwise I'll have to get the other designers to participate in the design."

Song Jiayin understood that even if Lu Junyan had a good relationship with her, he would still treat her well. It was limited.

She hurriedly nodded her head like a chick pecking rice: "Okay, thank you, Boss Lu!"

After hanging up, she fell into deep thought.

She looked around. There were only some daily necessities and fruit cakes on the table, not to mention her professional designer. "I have it, but I don't have a pen or a paper.

Gong Yichen watched her coldly from the side and thought back to how she had promised to help Lu Junyan on the phone.

This woman … Was he really that short of money?

Or could it be that Song Jiayin found the money he gave her insufficient?

Thinking about it this way, Gong Yichen did not want to keep on guessing, so he asked the question that was on his mind: "Are you so short of money?"

His cold words echoed throughout the quiet and empty ward. It was as if the air had turned to ice at this very moment, making people feel terrified.

In the past, when Song Jiayin heard these kinds of words, she would be the first one to stand out and refute, but this time, she didn't.

She was stunned, her furry head hung low, as low as possible, trying to hide her expression.

She laughed bitterly, her voice sounding somewhat hoarse. "That's right, but how could I be willing for things to develop to this point?"

Otherwise, she wouldn't have agreed to be together with Gong Yichen for the sake of five million, and even more so, wouldn't have bent the knee and given in under Wu Zihao's money for the sake of one year's worth of wages.

For the sake of her brother, she could only choose to do so.

Gong Yichen stared at her with eyes that seemed to want to see through her entire person.

His starry eyes narrowed slightly. He was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking of something.

After pausing for a moment, he let out a helpless sigh. "I understand. What do you need?"

"What?" Song Jiayin raised her head in shock and looked at him in disbelief.

"Didn't you want to draw the blueprint? There's no work here. I'll go get it for you. " Gong Yichen explained again.

Coincidentally, she met Gong Yichen's eyes that seemed to be shining brightly, so her speech was no longer as smooth as before: "My, my work. It's on the table. "

He had originally thought that Gong Yichen would unhesitatingly scold her, then ruthlessly despise her as a person who could throw away his dignity for the sake of money.

Unexpectedly, he didn't. Instead, he chose to believe in her without any hesitation.

It would be a lie to say that he was not moved.