Chapter 89

ne, and it should be ready before the engagement party, right"The manager broke out in a cold sweat. “Mr. Fan means this dress is one of a kind.”Shen Wei gritted his teeth, reluctantly taking off his...Mrs. Shen was enraged and instinctively wanted to hit her, but Shen Wei shouted loudly, “What use would it be for you to hit me now Even if he’s hallucinating and mistaken, what does that mean”

She took out a rose diamond brooch from her bag.

“This is what I found on the floor of the room. It wasn’t there when I first went in, it must have fallen off that person.”

Mrs. Shen took the brooch, "This style is for women, and it looks quite expensive. I'm sure Bao Jie can't afford it."

Shen Wei was panicked, "Mom, I really can't take it anymore. That person is a ticking time bomb. What if she saw something What if she has evidence in her hands What if she's going to ruin me"

Mrs. Shen wasn't sure what to do, but she forced herself to calm down. "Don't panic first," she said. "Panicking now would be the worst thing. If they really had evidence, they wouldn't wait until now to make a move. They probably don't have any real proof."

Even though she had to endure public scrutiny, Shen Wei was still scared. She couldn't sleep, and every time her phone rang, she worried it might be someone from the Huo family calling. She didn't dare go online, afraid of seeing her name trending on social media.

The next day at work, she was still absent-minded. Her secretary asked for half a day off, so she took her cup to the tea room herself and heard someone talking inside.

She has been feeling paranoid lately, always suspecting people are talking about her.

So she stopped her steps outside the door.

Fu Yanxiao said, "This dress of yours is really pretty, it would look even better with a brooch."

My colleague, Xiao Liu, nodded eagerly. "I agree. By the way, that brooch you wore the other day I was so impressed when I saw it!"

Fu Yan subconsciously touched her chest, her peripheral vision catching the swaying skirt outside the tea room. She withdrew her gaze, "Seems like I accidentally lost it."

"I think the rose's shape is so beautiful, I've always wanted to ask where you bought it."

"It was a gift from my elders. He has passed away, and I don't know where he bought it from."

Outside the door, Shen Wei turned around and leaned against the wall, her fingers clutching the water glass so tightly that they were turning white. Her facial muscles twitched, and she gritted her teeth fiercely.

Rose flower brooch...

She hurried back to her office, took out the brooch from her bag, clutched it in her palm, and returned to the tea room.

Fu Yan has already left, Xiao Liu is still washing the Millennium Fruit.

Shen Wei lowered her head to fasten the brooch on her chest, then took a cup of water and walked in. She smiled and greeted her colleagues: "Washing fruit"

"General Shen," the other party handed her a piece of fruit. Shen Wei took it.

Thank you.

Xiao Liu's gaze lingered on her chest. "Oh, President Shen, this brooch..."

Shen Wei's heart pounded. She put on a puzzled expression and asked, "What's wrong This is new. Do you like it"

"Pretty," the other person nodded, their eyes full of amazement, "Fu Yan also has one exactly the same. It's really beautiful, Mr. Shen, could you tell me where you bought it You can rest assured that I definitely won't wear it at the company, hey, Mr. Shen..."

Shen Wei's face darkened. He left the tea room and returned to his office, taking out his cell phone.

She stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, having not slept well for days. Her bloodshot eyes were filled with ruthlessness and venom.

These past few days of fear and anxiety, she never wants to experience again, not for the rest of her life.

The phone connected, and she spoke in a hushed voice: "I found the person. You help me get rid of her, and I'll give you thirty million."he empty room next door.The door closed."Go on."Ho Mingzheng stood before her, unbuttoning two of his shirt buttons. He had had a little wine, but it wasn't strong or unpleasant.A surge of strong male...