"Old Fang?"
"Better not believe a single word from that kind of person!"
Ding Ruola turned around and hugged Fang Siyan's waist, burying her head into the man's chest.
The temperature in early summer wasn't particularly high. Fang Siyan had already changed into a thin home - wear. Ding Ruola's fluffy hair tickled Fang Siyan's heart.
The girl's breath mingled with the man's body heat. She felt the man's strong and powerful heartbeat.
Both of them were like being burned by a fire, and Ding Ruola's hands became increasingly restless.
"Are you sure?"
Fang Siyan's voice was deep and steady, like a spell that made the girl completely fall.
In the moment of dizziness, she saw the last glimmer of her soul.
"Old Fang! Can you take responsibility for your misdeeds last night and stay with me at home today!"
It wasn't an unreasonable request. Fang Siyan's work recently wasn't too heavy, and Ding Ruola had someone keeping an eye on him.
Zhang Wei was afraid of Fang Siyan, but he was even more afraid of his wife.
When Ding Ruola asked Qing Lin, the woman naturally wouldn't ignore Ding Ruola.
Qing Lin's daily tasks increased by one more item - asking Zhang Wei about the company's situation.
If he didn't say anything the first time, she would ask a second time. If there was still no response after two times, she would ask dozens of times. Zhang Wei couldn't stand it anymore.
Under such painful torture, Zhang Wei reluctantly became Ding Ruola's informant.
"It's not impossible!"
Fang Siyan really had no way with this little imp. He could only spoil her.
The morning passed quickly. Before long, it was already afternoon.
"Baby, I heard you're planning to take on some clothing brand design projects. Are you interested in ours?"
Apart from interior and graphic design, Fang Siyan's company also dealt with some furniture - related business. Ding Ruola's team could handle such projects.
However, she thought that if people knew that Solaka Studio was collaborating with Fangyuan Group, some would surely say that Ding Ruola was a gold - digger who could only rely on a man for the rest of her life.
How could Ding Ruola stand such an evaluation?
"No way!"
The girl's answer was firm. Fang Siyan's heart sank. He shook his head helplessly.
"You're willing to accept Yin Han's offer, but not mine."
What did Fang Siyan mean by that?
He was clearly sarcasming Ding Ruola's collaboration with Moon.
Yin Han was after the little sparrow's talent, not Ding Ruola herself.
"Old Fang, you're really so petty."
Ding Ruola wasn't one to be outdone. She gave Fang Siyan a sidelong glance and snorted.
She hugged the huge Miffy rabbit and turned around, piling the rabbit on Fang Siyan. She leaned on the rabbit.
"Why do you like this rabbit so much?"
Fang Siyan really couldn't appreciate this rabbit. There were many kinds of rabbit dolls, and the cutest one in his opinion was Peter Rabbit. But in Ding Ruola's heart, there was only this one.
The story behind this rabbit made Fang Siyan suspicious.
"The first educational animation I watched when I was a kid was about it."
Dick Bruce created the illustrations for children in his early years. Later, Huaguo TV Station introduced the cartoon. The color matching in it was bold, which suited children's perception of colors.
Moreover, the way of drawing the rabbit was very simple, and it wasn't difficult for kids who liked to do things by themselves.
Such simple painting and color knowledge also served as an enlightenment for Ding Ruola as a designer.
Fang Siyan listened to the voice from the girl he liked. Every word was like a song, which was a kind of enjoyment for him.
Although they had grown up together, their childhood memories were rather fuzzy.
"Do you still remember things from childhood?"
Fang Siyan didn't really expect an answer. He just asked casually.
"Of course I remember!"
When Ding Ruola was five years old, there was finally someone moving into the empty house next door. A family of three came.
Her potential as a face - control had already been discovered.
She couldn't remember the weather that day. All Ding Ruola remembered was that when Fang Siyan looked at her, she felt a ray of light shine on her.
The girl who never believed in fairy tales or angels now believed in the existence of angels.
But her mother told Ding Ruola that the elder brother next door was in poor health, so she shouldn't always bother him.
For a long time, Ding Ruola was in a state of just watching Fang Siyan from afar.
At that time, school started late, and the early education stage was taught at home by her mother.
So she had plenty of time every day to observe Fang Siyan.
She remembered that there was a picture book when she was a kid, which recorded Fang Siyan's daily life.
"Really? I have no idea about this!"
Fang Siyan said that he knew nothing about it.
Ding Ruola suddenly sat up on the bed and hit Fang Siyan with the huge Miffy rabbit.
Of course, she wouldn't really hurt him. It was just a symbolic threat.
"I was just a 'staring dog' back then, and then I completely became your fangirl!"
Staring dog!
It was a new term.
"You don't understand this!"
Fang Siyan nodded blankly.
A staring dog - as the name implies, it means someone who doesn't even have the chance to get close to the person they like and can only watch from afar.
"Were you really that pitiful?"
Fang Siyan didn't have many memories of when he first came to Huaguo. Everything seemed rather fuzzy.
"There's an exaggerated part!"
Ding Ruola stuck out her tongue and made a face at Fang Siyan.
She rested her head on Fang Siyan's stomach. The two of them had been lingering in bed all day.
Truly in - love people never get tired of doing anything together.
Ding Ruola was just about to tell Fang Siyan that she had a design draft before resigning from Fangyuan Group when her phone rang inopportune.
"Sister Yan, what's up?"
Ling Zi had a new script. They were going to shoot a movie, but they couldn't find a suitable actress.
Ding Ruola listened to the anxious voice of the woman on the other end of the phone. Although she wanted to help, her side was a design studio, not a star - making factory.
"Sister, I..."
"I want that girl who accompanied you to court that day!"
Ding Ruola's mind went blank for a moment. When did she go to court?
She stammered for a long time but still couldn't remember who Song Yan was talking about.
"Sister Song, did you remember wrong?"
It was impossible to remember wrong. Song Yan's job relied on remembering people's faces. If she made a mistake in her basic skill, how confused would she be?
The other side was persistent, so Ding Ruola had to ask Song Yan to describe more carefully.
The girl with a sparrow - like mark on her face!
"No way!"
Although Ding Ruola really wanted to help Song Yan and Ling Zi, if the little sparrow left, it would cut off her own path.
Ding Ruola was capable, but her ability was limited. She still needed excellent colleagues to help her.
Seeing that she couldn't make herself clear on the phone, Song Yan had to make an appointment with Ding Ruola to talk in person.
After the phone call ended, the girl relaxed a lot.
"If you don't want to, just tell her directly!"