Murong Rong turned around suddenly, but there was no one behind him.
She continued to walk forward, and soon the feeling of being stared at came again.
Murong Rong looked back again, but there was still no one there.
Murong Rong glanced behind her. There were hurried passers-by on the road. Everyone had their own destination. It seemed that no one was following her.
Murong Rong frowned, could it be that she felt wrong?
Suddenly a hand patted her shoulder from behind.
"ah!"
Murong Rong screamed and almost jumped up in fright.
"Sorry, I scared you."
"Bai Bai." Murong Rong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ji Bai Bai behind him: "It's you."
"Isn't it me?" Ji Baibai looked at Murong Rong's frightened face and wondered, "Why are you so scared?"
"Isn't it because you suddenly tapped me on the shoulder?" Murong Rong paused and said, "I don't know if it was my imagination. After I got out of the car just now, I felt someone following me, and I looked back.
I didn’t see it several times.”
When Ji Baibai heard this, he immediately paid attention: "I will send you back to the store first, and then go to the surrounding stores to check the surveillance. If anyone is following you, they will definitely be able to find it."
"Is this too much trouble? Maybe I feel wrong."
"What kind of trouble is this? It's just a few nice words to say. Besides, a little trouble is better than an accident."
When Murong Rong heard what Ji Baibai said, she was not polite to her.
After she returned to the studio accompanied by Ji Baibai, she went into her office and was busy.
There are only five days left until the finals. It is not difficult to design a dress. What is difficult is to make it outstanding enough. Moreover, the production this time cannot be as rough as the previous rematch, it must be precise enough.
In this way, Murong Rong had less time to design, and the pressure she had to bear was greater. For a while, she did not have particularly good inspiration.
She didn't stop until she reached the picture of ladies from the Tang Dynasty. She stared at the complicated and gorgeous patterns on it, and an idea suddenly came to her mind, and countless ideas suddenly emerged.
Murong was afraid that she would forget, so she immediately took a pen and quickly wrote down a few key words, and then sketched the first line on the white paper.
Just when Murong Rong was immersed in it, there was suddenly a loud noise outside the door.
Murong Rong quickly stood up and left the office.
She was in a hurry and forgot to put away the information on the table as usual.
In the studio, Ji Baibai's angry voice came: "I finally caught you! Tell me, what do you want to do by following Rong Rong like this?"
"Bai Bai, did you find the person following me?"
"Well, that's her."
"Is it you?" Murong Rong was surprised when he saw the person being held by Ji Baibai.
This girl turned out to be the girl who framed the studio with the middle-aged woman.
The girl felt extremely uneasy under Murong Rong's gaze. She moved her hands and feet nervously, as if she wanted to shrink up.
However, she quickly plucked up the courage: "It's me."
"What do you want to do with me?" Murong Rong looked at the young girl's face and said, "Your mother was taken away because she did something wrong. Since she did something wrong, she must be punished. If you feel guilty because of this,
If you are not angry and attack me, you will have to pay the price."
Murong Rong could understand the little girl's mood, but she had to explain this matter clearly.
Moreover, children who are already fourteen or fifteen years old are already able to understand the truth.
"I know, I never thought about doing anything to you. I really have no ill intentions towards you."
Initially, Murong Rong thought he would have to waste some words, but unexpectedly the little girl immediately agreed.
Murong Rong didn't quite believe it. Although children at such an old age already understood many principles, they did not have enough sense of right and wrong. They instinctively believed and protected those close to them.
The girl noticed Murong Rong's suspicion: "What I said is true, I didn't lie to you."
She glanced at Murong Rong and said: "I am not her biological daughter. I am just her adopted child. Only when she needs me to help her make money will she allow me to call her mother."
Murong Rong and Ji Baibai were both surprised.
Ji Baibai even asked hurriedly: "You are not her biological daughter? Then who are your biological parents?"
The girl shook her head and looked sadly: "I don't remember." After a pause, she whispered: "I was a child abandoned by my parents, but I was lucky enough to meet my grandfather, who adopted me and raised me.
But my grandfather died of illness a few years ago.
No one in the village was willing to adopt me, so I wandered around, and then I met Sister Hua. Sister Hua was the woman who caused trouble that day."
"Sister Hua told me that if I want to have enough to eat, I have to work. I wanted to have enough to eat, so I started working with Sister Hua. I knew it was wrong, but I had no choice.
Now that Sister Hua has been taken away, I will be free."
She was talking about freedom, but the look on the girl's face was uglier than crying.
Ji Baibai was confused: "Isn't freedom bad? Why do you look unhappy?"
"Freedom is good, but I have to have food to fill my stomach." Although a fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old child can do many things, it will take several years to become truly independent.
The girl's little face was full of sadness and confusion about the future.
"Do the police know your situation?"
"Know."
Murong Rong asked: "Then what are the police going to do with you?"
"They sent me to an orphanage."
In every blackmail, although the girl played an important role, she was passive after all, and she was too young, so after some ideological work, the matter was solved.
But she has no other relatives and is underage, so the orphanage is the best choice.
"I didn't want to go, so I ran out."
"Then you ran away, why did you come to our place?" Ji Baibai asked a little rudely.
She couldn't be polite, knowing that because of this incident, their studio's reputation and Murong Rong's future were almost ruined.
The girl couldn't help but pursed her lips, with a somewhat ashamed look on her face. She was not stupid, and of course she knew how much damage this time would cause to the Blooming Studio.
"I...I really had no choice before." The girl explained for herself, but it was only this sentence, and then said: "I came here just to tell you which piece of clothing was not bought by me. It was a woman.
For Sister Hua."
Ji Baibai immediately asked: "A woman? Do you know what she looks like?"
The girl shook her head: "I didn't see it, I just knew that Sister Hua took a lot of money. I saw her holding that piece of clothing and mumbling, "Get rich, get rich."
Ji Baibai asked several other questions, but when he saw that he couldn't get anything out of the girl's mouth, he had no choice but to give up.