Summer in Shangcheng

Chapter 180
Zhixia didn't eat much for dinner, and went back to her room to be alone after just two bites.

She sat on the bed, dazed in a daze.

The sky outside was already slightly dark, and the lights in the room were not turned on, so the light was very dim.

She was motionless, like a shadow in the gray darkness, expressionless, only faint pain was spreading to the cells and flesh of her whole body.

Mu Yicheng left in a fit of anger, probably because he agreed with what she said, 'Calm down for a while', will he still contact him?Will he suddenly appear in front of her in surprise like before?
Why didn't a single thing go well with her?
The phone rang suddenly, and she didn't want to pay attention to it, but what if it was from Mu Yicheng?

She took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and the caller ID showed a series of unfamiliar numbers. She hesitated for a long time before deciding to press the answer button, but the ringing stopped suddenly.

The other party hung up.

Just as she was about to put down the phone, the phone suddenly beeped twice and received a multimedia message from the strange number just now.

She clicked on the multimedia message and saw the content in the multimedia message, her eyes widened in horror.

It's a nude photo of her.

So this number should be Fang Yuanyuan or Fang Xiaoxin's?

She hurriedly called back the number, and the other party picked it up quickly.

"What do I want?" A cold female voice came.

It is square and round.

Zhixia swallowed hard, and said in a low voice, "I lost the email address."

"Really? Or do you not want to send me something?"

"it is true."

The other party was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "I will send you the email address again, and send me what I want within three days, or you will know the consequences."

After the other party finished speaking, she hung up the phone, and soon, she sent another message, which only contained an email address.

Zhixia almost collapsed.

What Fang Yuanyuan wanted was MK's latest animation film planning, outline script, and character modeling. Although these have already been initially conceived, they have not yet taken shape. The most important problem is that she was fired.

She really wanted to give these things to her. What would she give them?

She threw her phone on the bed and scratched her head irritably. This Fang Yuanyuan is simply too vicious. Using this method to catch her, threatening to give her what she wants, how dirty a person's heart must be... To do such a heartless thing.

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That night, she set up a workbench that she hadn't used for a long time, and was going to stay up all night to come up with an animation film plan. The script would be written tomorrow, and the character modeling would be completed the day after tomorrow. Although the three days were very tight, at least she could hand over the work to Fang Yuanyuan. In order to prevent Fang Yuanyuan from biting people in a hurry, he really made those photos public.

At three o'clock in the morning, Lu Xiangyun got up at night and found that she was still busy, and persuaded: "It's getting late, go to sleep, you have to go to work tomorrow."

"No need to go to work, I have been working from home recently."

"Then it doesn't have to be so late, does it?"

Zhixia looked back at her, and smiled faintly: "Because time is very tight, so I have to catch up with the schedule these few days, you don't need to worry about me, go to sleep."

She didn't want her aunt to worry about her, so she told this white lie.

Lu Xiangyun went to the bathroom, then returned to the bedroom to sleep again.

Zhixia has been busy until dawn, and finally completed the plan. She didn't rest, and then conceived the script.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and at eleven o'clock at night, she finally sent all of these to Fang Yuanyuan's mailbox in a panic.

She breathed a sigh of relief. In the past three days, she had only slept for two or three hours. She was already very tired at the moment. She lay down on the sofa and slept until noon the next day.

(End of this chapter)