"No way, I believe Wu Qiong would never do such a thing." Sun Chan smiled as she started writing, pondering what kind of fabric would make the hem of the skirt more flowy.
Liu Enming nodded: "Why do you trust her so much? You two have never really been close."
Sun Chan thought for a moment: "She’s a proud woman, she wouldn’t do that. She’s got skills, why would she need to look at mine?"
"You’re a very objective person."
"Objective... what does that mean?" Sun Chan asked curiously.
Liu Enming laughed, thought for a while, and not knowing how to explain it, said: "I mean, you’re a very fair person. You wouldn’t step on someone just because you don’t like them, or spread dirty rumors everywhere."
Sun Chan laughed: "That’s just what people should do. If you can’t even manage that, what was the point of going to school?"
Liu Enming responded with a sound and returned to his seat. Wu Qiong had been watching Sun Chan, and seeing how well Liu Enming talked with Sun Chan, she was displeased and bit her lip without speaking, her heart full of jealousy.
She asked the girl next to her: "Is Liu Enming interested in Sun Chan?"
"Ah, no way. The cafeteria incident was so big, who doesn’t know Sun Chan has someone? No way. But Sister Qiong, what do you mean by this, could it be that you...?"
Wu Qiong hurriedly said, "Shut up, don’t talk nonsense." She blushed in her anxiety.
The other girls secretly laughed, so it turns out she likes Liu Enming. But Liu Enming is handsome and poised; it would be strange not to like him. Only Liu Enming’s personality is very mature and steady, probably not a good match with Wu Qiong’s domineering personality, right? But they didn’t dare say it, since Wu Qiong isn’t known for a good temper.
Indeed, Wu Qiong had no intention of snooping on Sun Chan’s designs, but when turning them in, she took a glance, a bit surprised, and looked at Sun Chan: "You’ve designed before, right?" It doesn’t look like a novice’s work.
Sun Chan nodded: "I used to help make clothes at a factory."
"Whose factory?"
"Han Dong’s factory."
"Ah!" Wu Qiong exclaimed, biting her lip: "I heard there’s a very talented designer in his factory, whose designs are loved even by foreigners; that wouldn’t be you, would it?"
"Yes, I designed a few sets." Sun Chan laughed: "It’s no big deal, is it?" Why so shocked?
Wu Qiong was completely dumbfounded, never thought the famous person would be her classmate. Her father, Wu Dafu, even once said it would be great to poach that person to their factory, but unfortunately, her relationship with him is a complete mess, such a failure.
Wu Qiong wanted to invite Sun Chan to her father’s factory, but in the end just snorted and walked away.
Who’s to say there’s not some chance involved? Maybe it’s not that impressive?
Four days after Sun Chan submitted her designs, it was a Sunday. Her sister-in-law, Yang Hongying, gave birth. Upon receiving the news, she quickly bought things and rushed to the hospital.
In the hallway, she saw Gu Juntao having an intense conversation with his mother. Gu Zishan and Gu Dongfang were frowning at the side. Sun Chan felt a bit troubled; really, are they at it again? She really didn’t want to get involved in these matters!
"Stay! Am I wrong? You can’t leave, do you really want to see the Gu Family end?"
"We divorce, I’ll find another woman to have a son, and we won’t end!" Gu Zishan blurted out carelessly, then saw his future daughter-in-law standing there, and suddenly felt extremely awkward.
At his age, saying he’d find another woman to have a son, how could he take back those words?
Gu Dongfang sighed, leaning on his cane and getting up: "Juntao, get some hospital supplies for your wife. She’ll wake up soon, don’t tell her about these matters, she’s already in low spirits."
"I got it, Grandpa, I’m sorry."
"What did you do wrong? Sons and daughters are both the same, Yang Hongying has worked hard." This old man usually doesn’t get involved in family matters. But he knew very well, this Wang Guihua, growing more muddled with age.
Gu Zishan helped his father, preparing to take him back, ignoring his wife. Wang Guihua covered her face, continuously crying.
Gu Juntao greeted Sun Chan, then went to buy things, leaving Sun Chan and Wang Guihua behind.
Sun Chan awkwardly looked at Wang Guihua; how to interact like this, not much affection, but still forced to speak up.
Sun Chan said: "Auntie, please don’t cry, having a boy or a girl..."
"There’s no point in consoling." Wang Guihua wiped her tears, staring blankly at the wall ahead: "My son is destined to not be as good as Gu Junming, I don’t have any more thoughts on it, just hope you’ll have a son. Even though I don’t like you, I wouldn’t reject your child, I’m going back." She said and left.

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