Lord, give up! Madam has too many vests

Chapter 361 Making things difficult

Half a day ago, Yan Lan had just dropped Xiao Yan Chao off at kindergarten when she turned around and rode her motorcycle toward the old town. She needed to finalize something that had been put on hold for a long time.

In the years since I left Singapore, everything has changed.

The small clinic that used to be located at the entrance of the No. 1 Middle School and held memories for my mother and Yan Lan has long been demolished.

At the time, Senior Sister Sun was busy preparing for her doctoral entrance exam and didn't have time to deal with the aftermath. She only received a demolition compensation payment and deposited it into Yan Lan's account.

Now that Yan Lan has returned and Senior Sister Sun is about to graduate, the two hit it off and want to reopen the clinic, which can be considered as fulfilling their mother's wish from back then. However, the location has not yet been decided.

Senior Sister Sun was busy with her graduation thesis, so the responsibility of choosing a site naturally fell to Yan Lan.

She pulled out her notebook, on which was written the first alternative address: Jia Hua Building in the city center.

It's not far from Xiao Yanchao's kindergarten, so it's convenient to go there on the way.

As Yan Lan parked her motorcycle in the underground garage and removed the key, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.

She was slightly startled, and subconsciously took out a mask from her bag, put it on, and quietly moved behind a pillar next to her.

It's Qin Shengsheng!

With the phone pressed to her ear, Qin Shengsheng's voice carried a hint of urgency: "Don't cry yet, tell me which floor you're on, and I'll be right there."

She wore a well-tailored suit and skirt, her long hair styled in a low bun, looking every bit the sophisticated urban woman. After parking her car, she hurried toward the elevator.

Yan Lan watched from a few steps away, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

It's been more than four years since I last saw her. Sheng Sheng must have graduated long ago. I heard Han Yan mention it a while ago, saying that she didn't look for a job after graduation, but started her own studio.

She had always liked her lively and straightforward younger sister, Sheng Sheng, but her mother's death was like an invisible wall, separating her from the Qin family. That chasm was impossible for her to cross.

Only after the elevator doors closed and Qin Shengsheng was completely out of sight did Yan Lan emerge from behind the pillar, rub her temples, and turn to head towards the sixteenth floor.

Right now, it's more important to get the clinic location sorted out first.

Yan Lan had just stepped into the elevator, and before her fingertips even touched the button for the 19th floor, the elevator doors slid open with a "ding," and two women walked in.

The woman, who appeared to be an assistant, was carrying several pairs of shoes. She had an arrogant expression on her face, glanced at Yan Lan, and then spoke in a commanding tone: "16th floor."

Seeing that Yan Lan didn't move, she immediately frowned and her tone became even more aggressive: "Are you deaf? Didn't you hear me?"

Yan Lan's fingertips paused in mid-air, her masked face showing no emotion whatsoever, not even lifting her eyelids—this kind of assistant, who is arrogant and disrespectful because of her master's status, often makes her master seem even more tasteless.

She glanced at the woman beside her assistant out of the corner of her eye. It was Liu Shiyu, wearing a dress adorned with rhinestones, heavy makeup, and her hair styled in delicate curls. She was clearly there to take promotional photos at the Jia Hua Building.

However, the arrogance in his eyes and the domineering manner of his assistant were exactly the same, truly proving that "birds of a feather flock together."

Liu Shiyu didn't recognize Yan Lan, who was wearing a mask, at all. She was holding a small makeup mirror between her fingers, repeatedly adjusting the stray hairs by her temples in front of the mirror, without even giving the people in the elevator a second glance.

Since becoming a minor celebrity, Liu Shiyu has been fawned over and flattered wherever she goes. She has long been used to this kind of star-studded life, and her eyes are only focused on her own makeup and pomp. She would never pay attention to a stranger who is still wearing a mask.

“I’m not deaf,” Yan Lan finally raised her eyes, her voice flat and monotone. Her gaze swept over Liu Shiyu’s constantly shaking makeup mirror before returning to her assistant. “Doesn’t she have hands? Press it herself.”

She wouldn't tolerate such a bossy attitude. This assistant dares to be so arrogant, which shows he's used to ordering people around.

The assistant angrily pressed the elevator button and glared at Yan Lan.

Liu Shiyu clicked her tongue and slammed the makeup mirror shut, her tone full of disgust: "What bad luck! I have to share an elevator with such rude people. Doesn't Jia Hua Building have a VIP elevator? How is that arranged?"

She glanced sideways at Yan Lan, her gaze sweeping over the woman's simple attire, her contempt undisguised. Judging by her appearance, she was probably a cleaner or a delivery person in the building. What?

What kind of class does she have that she deserves to ride in the same elevator as a big star like me?

"Sister Shiyu, please don't be angry,"

The assistant quickly stepped forward to flatter her, "I've already reserved a private dressing room for you on the sixteenth floor. You can just go there to touch up your makeup in a bit. By the way, the person in charge of that partner studio you mentioned is already on their way to apologize."

What a small world! I heard that person graduated from the same high school as you!

When Yan Lan heard these words, her fingertips paused slightly. The same high school, the head of the studio, and then she thought of Qin Shengsheng, who was anxious in the underground parking garage just now, and she instantly had the answer in her heart.

"We're more than just classmates." Liu Shiyu smiled, but her eyes were filled with coldness. The smile didn't even reach her eyes, making people feel a chill.

She suddenly changed the subject, her tone tinged with a sinister undertone: "By the way, the wound looks alright, right? Let's hope nothing goes wrong and we don't give ourselves away."

Liu Shiyu was fiddling with her legs when Yan Lan noticed several tiny "wounds".

"Don't worry, Sister Shiyu, everything has been taken care of, there will definitely be no problem."

The assistant nodded quickly, his tone full of certainty.

Liu Shiyu didn't say anything more, just waited to see the show.

Qin Shengsheng, Liu Shiyu is determined to teach her a lesson today.

The elevator doors opened with a "ding," and we arrived at the sixteenth floor.

Liu Shiyu walked out without looking back, and her assistant quickly followed. The two figures soon disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Yan Lan hesitated for two seconds at the elevator entrance, but finally followed him out.

The malice in Liu Shiyu's eyes was too obvious just now, and she really couldn't rest easy about Qin Shengsheng.

The 16th floor of the K. Wah Building is a well-known photography studio in Sin Chew Daily. Many local celebrities choose to shoot commercials and magazine spreads here, and the studios are always quite grand.

Qin Shengsheng's own brand was established less than half a year ago and its foundation is not yet stable. She was able to get the clothing sponsorship qualification from this photography studio because of Cheng Lingling's connections.

Qin Shengsheng had already found her assistant in the corner of the photography studio. When her eyes fell on the dress in the assistant's hand, her heart sank instantly.

The hem of the dress was torn with a thin, long tear, and the silk lining, which should have hung smoothly, was also ripped.

Qin Shengsheng's fingertips turned white from clenching her fists, and her voice was strained: "How could this happen? The clothes were fine when I sent them out last night, I checked them."

"Sister Shengsheng, it's not just that, there's another troublesome thing. For some reason, there are a few needles hidden in our dresses."

The assistant's words immediately caused Qin Shengsheng's expression to change drastically.