Chapter 114 - Unbelievably Dumb
The Mafia's Crybaby Wife
Gu Anning was stunned for a moment. She looked at Chen Huan unhappily, âThese people are slandering me!â
âWhat did they say about you?â
âTheyâre saying I stole Lu Anâanâs work.â
âIs there any evidence?â
âNo.â
âIf thereâs no evidence, then itâs a matter of hearsay. Why are you so riled up? The industry runs on gossip and groundless rumours; if you allow it to get to you, arenât you just feeding the gossip mill?â
âBesides, no one here has said youâve done anything; they are merely parroting things theyâve overheard. Is there really a need for you to be so uptight?â
âBut I...â Gu Anning wanted to defend herself but lost her chance when Han Ziyuan burst into the studio. She pulled Gu Anning aside and gave her a pointed look. Turning to Chen Huan and the rest of the studio staff, she said, âAnning just got a little agitated. Iâm sure sheâs sorry for kicking up such a fuss.â
Aside, she muttered, âGu Anning, as a designer, you canât allow your emotions to get the better of you. Donât forget who allowed you to work here.â
Gu Anning met Han Ziyuanâs gaze and shuddered. Chen Huanâs expression had turned gloomy. If nothing else, it knocked some sense back into her, and she apologised profusely, âIâm sorry. I overreacted. Iâll be more mindful of my conduct in the future.â
Gu Anning beat a hasty retreat with her tail tucked between her legs. Han Ziyuan watched as Gu Anning fled, the polite smile she wore gradually fading.
Chen Huan surveyed Gu Anningâs workspace and said to Han Ziyuan, âYou guaranteed her participation in the competition... Do you regret it?â
âHow laughable,â Han Ziyuan answered, a tart smile ghosting over her lips, âAlthough I put in some effort to guarantee her a spot in the competition, her achievements are her own. Otherwise, she wouldnât have made it to the finals. Donât you agree?â
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âYes,â Chen Huan nodded and said, âItâs just that in our line of work, a personâs character is more important than their ability. After all, the intricacies of the heart only reveal themselves in time. A designer who spends all their time designing without stepping back to observe the world around them will find it hard to gain inspiration.â
Han Ziyuanâs face fell, but she did her best to put on a winning smile. âYouâre right. I shall remind her.â
Her fa?ade collapsed as soon as Chen Huan left.
Gu Anning was so unbelievably dumb!
Was she so dumb that she did not know what she was doing?!
Was she trying to stir up trouble for herself by appearing at the studio?
Was she not afraid of having her eyes poked out?
If Gu Anning ruined her efforts, she would pay. Lu Anâan would be the least of her concerns when she was through with her.
Lu Anâan was diligently sketching a draft for her final submission, so she was oblivious to the commotion outside. After a long dayâs work, she stretched and shuffled to the pantry to pour herself a cup of coffee. There, she saw her assistant crying.
âWhatâs wrong?â Lu Anâan asked.
Lu Anâanâs assistant wiped her tears and said, âI donât know who provoked Gu Anning. She was so angry. I delivered a package to her, and she lashed at me. She said the package wasnât hers and that it was my fault for getting her package wrong. I donât understand... Why did she shout at me?â
Lu Anâan knew that Gu Anning was in a terrible mood.
She comforted her assistant, patting her gently on her shoulders. âDonât cry. The wicked will have their due. God will punish her for her bad deeds.â
âHow could someone like her make it to the finals? It is beneath you to compete with a rotten woman like her. Iâm sorry,â the assistant lamented, feeling indignant on Lu Anâanâs behalf.
Lu Anâan offered her a wry smile, speaking with indifference, âIt doesnât matter. Those in positions they do not belong will reveal who they are sooner than later.â