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"Xiao Ning, you're the same as your mother. You're both outstanding designers. Are you really willing to let others own everything that your mother left behind?"

Of course not!

"Hehe …"

These words caused Ren Dehua to think of Jian Xingfeng's actions, his eyebrows knitted together to the point that he could pinch a fly to death.

"As long as you want, Uncle Ren can help you." Ren Dehua could soften his voice and tempt her.

Jian Ning raised her head in shock, her eyes wide open in disbelief.

"If I get Jane, will Mom wake up?" Then she shook her head in disapproval and murmured, "Mom will definitely be hurt. She definitely won't wake up."

Since Jian Ning's starting point was Wen Lengyun, Ren Dehua smirked, it would be much easier to settle things this way.

He held Jian Ning's shoulders and bent down to look seriously into her eyes.

"If your mother knew that the daughter she was so proud of was bullied and yet she didn't retaliate, she would be even more unwilling to wake up. I'm your mother's secretary, I know she wants you to retaliate."

Jian Ning's expression loosened up a little, and she looked at him in confusion, "Really?"

Ren Dehua nodded with certainty, as his expression showed some excitement.

"You are a filial child, your mother will know."

She hesitated for a moment before asking tentatively, "Will mom really wake up?"

"Really, believe me."

At this time, Ren Dehua had already forgotten his original goal. When he thought of Jian Xingfeng's ending, he felt a wave of happiness.

Originally, he came here today just to help Jian Ning, to make things easier for her. However, the moment he saw Wen Lengyun, he changed his mind.

He wanted Jian Xingfeng to pay the price, even if he had to use all of his wealth.

Jian Ning lowered her head, a look of ridicule in her eyes that was covered by her eyelashes, she knew that she would succeed.

"In three months time, it will be the Triennial Design Competition. When that happens, you will definitely be able to get a placing."

After Ren Dehua calmed down and seriously helped her pave the way, he didn't even notice the contemplation in Jian Ning's eyes.

"Are you talking about the Global Design Competition? That's an international event, I might not be able to succeed." She nodded quickly, as if she didn't want to believe she could do it.

Ren Dehua lowered his eyes in disappointment, then changed to a smile, afraid of Jian Ning's back.

"Xiao Ning, you are Director Wen's child. You should be confident that those things will not be difficult for you."

"Will it?" Jian Ning asked him, but at the same time, asked himself.

The atmosphere in the room became quiet. Jian Ning took a deep breath and waited for Ren Dehua's reprimand.

"Elder sister, you're here." Jane Xin walked in and looked at Jian Ning in surprise.

"What's the matter?" She took a step back and hid behind Ren Dehua.

Jane gently bit her lower lip and looked at her with a pitiful expression, as if she wanted to say something.

"Since you have other things to do, I'll be leaving first. Remember to visit the Uncle Ren when you have time." After saying that, he walked out without looking back.

When she saw that he didn't even look at her, she looked at his back in a relaxed manner. The sharp nail on her palm had left several red marks.

"Jian Ning, why are you together with Ren Dehua?"

There were no outsiders present, and Jane Xin did not continue acting, as she looked at Jian Ning with dissatisfaction.

Jian Ning also stood up straight, looking at her with contempt: "What, aren't you going to continue being your white lotus?"

"You …" She pointed at Jian Ning's nose, her eyes red.

Only, Jian Ning did not take her anger to heart, and brushed the hair that was scattered on both sides of her body.

"If Miss Jane has nothing else, please leave, don't pollute my mother's air here."

Jane Xin angrily stepped forward and lifted her collar, and stared at her fiercely: "Jian Ning, you're just a lowly bastard, what is there to be arrogant about?"

"Is that so?" She looked teasingly at Jane, wondering where her confidence came from.

Jian Ning walked over to the sickbed and focused on playing with the lily, the smile on her face never changing, to her, it was a form of humiliation.

She walked over and raised her hands wanting to throw the vase on the ground, but Jian Ning suddenly raised her head and looked at her coldly.

A terrifying aura radiated from her body, causing Jane to be at a loss of what to do. She felt a faint worry in her heart.

Jane Xin swallowed hard and threatened: "Jian Ning, if you hurt me, daddy won't let you go."

"Heh —" She looked at Jane as if she were looking at a ridiculous object, contemptuous and insolent.

"Jane Xin, your appearance is inferior to mine, and your talent is a hundred thousand miles away. As for your White Lotus Attribute, you still need to train for a while, and do your best."

Jian Ning stood up and was about to walk outside without hesitation. The already enraged Jane Xin grabbed her shoulder and pinched it forcefully, then pierced her fingernails into her flesh.

Jian Ning groaned, she used all her strength to push her back, and with that, she collapsed onto the ground.

She clutched at her aching shoulder and looked at Jane with intense hatred.

"Relax, the rabbit will bite if it gets anxious, if there's a next time, I will tell Shang Jin."

While Jane's vitality had not recovered yet, she endured the pain and went out to take a taxi back to Jingshan Villa.

"Jian Ning, go and die!" Jane Xin got up from the ground in a sorry state and bellowed.

After returning to the Jingshan Villa, she heaved a sigh of relief when she found that Shang Jin was not there, and returned to her room.

"Hiss —"

She took off her clothes, but she still couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. Five fingernails dug deep into her skin, leaving a deep red and purple patch all around.

"This madman, he actually attacked so viciously."

She suddenly thought of the design competition that Ren Dehua had mentioned, she looked at herself in the mirror blankly, and shook her head self-deprecatingly.

What Jian Ning wanted was only a piece of tranquility, if she wanted to become famous, she wouldn't stay in Shang Yue to hide it for so long.

In the afternoon, she carefully checked up on the competition and registered herself online.

In the evening, Shang Jin's car drove into the villa. She panicked and packed her things, and even changed her dress to prevent him from noticing anything amiss.

When Shang Jin just arrived at the living room, Jian Ning also came down from upstairs and waited for him respectfully.

"Come to my study." Shang Jin said without raising his head, and a document was placed on his lap.

"Got it." "No," she answered with a smile, trying not to smile too much.

Shang Jin unhappily raised his head and looked at her, a look of disdain flashing across his eyes.

She silently followed behind him. The look in her eyes just now had caused her heart to slightly ache.

Inside the study room, under the low and gloomy light of the lamp, Shang Jin's face grew even more gloomy, as if a storm was brewing.

He looked at Jian Ning's injured shoulder and the chill in her body grew even colder.

"Sometimes, I really want to pinch you to death with my bare hands. How could you be my, Shang Jin's, partner when you're so weak?"

Jian Ning was scolded to the point that she couldn't understand. She wanted to ask how he knew, but after seeing his fierce gaze, she chose to shut her mouth.