spring bite mark

Chapter 12 Someone in the Back Seat
Jiang Manman ended the increasingly ambiguous topic with silence.

She spent the rest of the time at the museum, and only returned to Mu Chan with a stack of manuscripts when the library closed at 5:30 p.m.

The staff at Muchan were still at get off work.

Ayla was very excited when she saw Jiang Manman; "Boss, I just saw an update from the French fashion design master Neil, it seems he's in the capital! His designs are top-notch in France, sob sob, if I could get some guidance from him, my design skills would definitely improve by leaps and bounds!"

Jiang Manman's heart stirred slightly: "Is there any way to find out his itinerary in the capital?"

Ayla frowned: "Designers of their caliber keep their schedules confidential, but with the Hundred Flowers Film Festival just around the corner, everyone is speculating that they're tailoring gowns for some superstar."

Designer's assistant Shan Shan sighed, "I heard that Neil usually designs gowns for members of royal families around the world. Just which celebrity is big enough to get him to do it..."

Ayla shook her head: "These are things that nobodies like us at this level would know. But I'll try to find out his schedule. Even if I can just stop him on the way and catch a glimpse of him, that would be a highlight of my design career!"

Assistant Shanshan cupped her face in her hands, dreaming: "Master Neil is of course top-notch, but I prefer the Italian designer Elena, who is known for her extreme luxury. Every one of her dresses is studded with diamonds, and the manufacturing cost alone is nearly ten million. It's simply every girl's dream dress!"

Jiang Manman nodded: "He's jokingly called 'walking house' in China's design circles. Any one of his works is worth as much as a house in a first-tier city."

Shanshan nodded vigorously, then asked Manman, "And you, boss? Who's your favorite?"

Jiang Manman paused for a moment, then asked, "Can I choose to have them all?"

Beside them, assistant Jiang Rong, who had been researching online while they were chatting, couldn't help but interject: "Breaking news, the 'walking house' you were just discussing arrived in the capital by plane early yesterday morning and is now staying at Shengshi Mingting."

“A magnificent place…” Ayla exclaimed. “Most of the people living there are top celebrities in the entertainment industry. It seems they really came for the Hundred Flowers Film Festival…”

“Knowing the location makes things easier.” Jiang Manman paused for a moment. “Ayla, come with me to stake out the main gate of Shengshi Mingting tomorrow.”

Ayla's expression sharpened: "Boss, when it comes to the strongest execution, it has to be you!"

Jiang Manman glanced at her: "Sweet words won't work on me. Save them for that 'walking house' tomorrow."

At 8 p.m., Jiang Manman was still working overtime in the studio.

After two days of silence, Xie Yunxi suddenly started spamming her WeChat again:

Xie Yunxi: [Feeling wronged.gif]

Xie Yunxi: [Jealousy.gif]

Xie Yunxi: [Pitiful.gif]

Xie Yunxi: [Could you buy me one too?]

Then, Xie Yunxi sent over a screenshot of his WeChat Moments.

This is Yan Changye's WeChat Moments.

The new picture posted just two minutes ago shows a luxurious dressing room that seems to stretch as far as the eye can see, with clothes neatly hung up. Whether it was intentional or not, almost every men's outfit was closely next to a women's outfit in the same color scheme.

Caption: Guess which ones my wife bought for me today?
There are already more than a dozen likes and comments below, and those who liked the comments are all people in power from powerful families in the capital.

Jiang Manman: "..."

Yan Changye has no more than twenty private WeChat friends.

Judging by the speed at which he got likes, everyone except himself must have set him to "special attention"?
Jiang Manman felt a slight pang of guilt and silently gave it a like.

Then, she returned to Xie Yunxi's chat box, seemingly lost in thought.

Jiang Rong, the assistant, hadn't left yet. She brought her fruit tea and, seeing her tired expression, couldn't help but ask, "Have you run into a design bottleneck? Madam, why don't you go back and rest?"

Jiang Manman shook her head and gently rubbed her brow bone: "Jiang Rong, have you heard of Xie Yunxi?" "The heir of the Hong Kong entertainment circle, so famous, of course I know him."

Jiang Manman asked him, "What kind of person do you think he is?"

“I’ve never met him, so I don’t know.” Jiang Rong pondered, “But for a family like the Xie family, which is in such dire straits, to be able to sit in the position of president of the Xie Group, he is definitely not an ordinary person.”

Not an ordinary person? Jiang Manman looked at the strangely styled chat history and immediately set the other party to Do Not Disturb mode, no longer paying attention to them.

The following day, at the Grand Courtyard of the Imperial Capital.

Jiang Manman and Ayla arrived at this high-end residential area with excellent privacy early in the morning, and then chose a spot in the milk tea shop next door where they could see the main gate.

I spent the whole morning without seeing the top designer, but instead met quite a few celebrities I usually only see on TV. Unfortunately, they were all bundled up tightly, surrounded by bodyguards, and got into their vans as soon as they stepped out the door.

Ayla remarked with deep feeling: "I wonder when our Muchan will have the opportunity to make dresses for these top celebrities..."

Jiang Manman smiled but didn't say anything.

At noon, the two of them ate some snacks from the milk tea shop and then continued to wait.

At 2 PM, Ayla started watching the live stream: "Boss, the live stream of the negotiation between the Xie Consortium and Chen Real Estate has started. Do you want to watch it together?"

Jiang Manman's almond-shaped eyes turned slightly cold: "No need."

Ayla didn't mince words: "Then you keep an eye on the target yourself, boss. I'll just browse for a little while. I mainly want to see the legendary head of the Xie family conglomerate. I've heard that many women in Hong Kong are obsessed with him. I'm really curious about what he looks like..."

Jiang Manman gave a light "Mmm": "Do as you please."

Soon, the host's voice came through Ayla's phone:

"We are JingU Media. At the invitation of the organizer, we will be providing a brief transcript of the meeting between Mr. Xie Yuheng of the Xie family tycoon and Mr. Chen Mohan of the Chen family real estate company. Now, please welcome the business teams from both sides to the stage!"

The next moment, Ayla stopped breathing!

After a long while, she took a deep breath, her expression dazed: "Such a cold and aloof man is actually the head of the Xie Group, it's unbelievable!"

"You can't judge a person by their appearance." Jiang Manman slowly sipped her milk tea and smiled slightly. "Anyone who can sit in that position must be extremely ruthless at heart."

Ayla's eyes were glued to the screen: "Aloofness and asceticism versus extreme ruthlessness... such a stark contrast, boss, now that you put it that way, I love it even more!"

Jiang Manman: "..."

She no longer paid attention to her subordinates who were infatuated with lust, and continued to casually look at the gate of the Grand Mansion.

Night gradually fell.

Just as Jiang Manman was about to give up, a familiar minivan drove out of Shengshi Mingting.

It is one of Yan Changye's personal vehicles.

Ayla exclaimed, "A luxury car worth 80 million! I heard that many wealthy men are keeping beautiful actresses at Shengshi Mingting..."

Jiang Manman looked at the car quietly without saying a word.

With the car window not fully closed, Yan Changye's assistant, Shen Zongqian, slowly raised the barrier the moment they passed through the community's access control gate.

There was only one reason why he could raise the partition: there was someone in the back seat.

Jiang Manman suddenly stood up: "Ayla, that's enough for today."

(End of this chapter)