"No, you'll have trouble if you go to Huaxia," An Linyao immediately refused. "I'll figure something out for this."
An Feiran leaned on the chair, her knuckles turning white from gripping it slightly too hard: "I have to go there myself to confirm before I can feel at ease."
"She's our little princess, I won't allow anyone to bully her!"
"Don't worry about me, I'll take care of it."
Her tone was very firm, not allowing An Linyao to refuse.
In the past three years, An Linyao had also gotten to know his sister from his previous life again. Her personality had already changed.
Having gone through the tragic lessons of her previous life, her originally weak and gentle personality had also changed.
But he was very happy about this change. Endlessly giving in would only lead them into an abyss.
"Then be careful. I'll take care of everything else."
This was all An Linyao could advise her.
"I know."
An Feiran nodded. After that, the siblings hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, An Feiran looked at the pitch black night sky, feeling reassured with her heart settled.
It had been three years since she came to this world.
She had thought that after dying in her previous life, that was it. She didn't expect to have the chance to live again, and meet her relatives from her previous life again.
It was a pity that some relatives could no longer be seen again, but even so, she was satisfied.
Her little Dai was still alive, her brother's current identity was her little uncle. As long as they could live safely, that was good.
Rong Dai didn't know that her fantasies had already come true. After listening to Zong Che's report, she had a brief video call with Huo Shao Ting before going to sleep.
That night, she dreamed of her older sister, but her sister's ending wasn't good...
When Rong Dai woke up, she realized her whole body was drenched in cold sweat from the shock.
In another room, Song Xuechun was sleeping soundly. Seeing the fish-belly white of the horizon, she also had no more desire to sleep. She simply got up and washed up.
After working out at the gym for half an hour, she came back to wash up again. Song Xuechun still hadn't woken up.
After washing up, she called for breakfast to be delivered to the room. She opened up her laptop to study and catch up on coursework she had fallen behind on.
It wasn't until 9 o'clock that Song Xuechun groggily got up. By then, Rong Dai had already completed a day's worth of studying.
Song Xuechun had just finished washing up when Zong Che happened to ring the doorbell.
Rong Dai opened the door to let him in. Seeing that his expression was slightly more relaxed, she asked, "Are there still things that can make you happy now?"
A smile appeared on Zong Che's handsome face as he took out an invitation card and handed it to her, "Today is the fourth day. Did you forget that today is the day Fashion Wings announces the results?"
"Dai'er's design was selected!?"
Song Xuechun was even more excited than Rong Dai. She immediately put down her food and shuffled over to take a look.
"The final results will be announced at the event. Only designers who receive an invitation card are eligible to attend the gala where the results are announced."
"It's that high class? Then won't some of the designers be laughed to death?"
Song Xuechun was excited. Although she couldn't understand the French on the invitation card, Rong Dai's name was written in Chinese, which she recognized.
Zong Che said, "Ji Zheng will probably arrive around noon. Things are going very smoothly on the courtroom side."
"I don't know if it's from doing too many malicious things for self interest, but now that we've stepped out, Barmy Media is being jointly sued by some of the nobility in Paris."
"Black materials are being released bit by bit. I wonder if they'll plead guilty to expose whoever is behind the scenes."
Listening to his report, Rong Dai felt much more at ease. At the very least, everything was moving in the direction they wanted.
"It doesn't matter, someone will crack eventually."
Xin Ziqing had come out at just the right time now. She knew that feeling of crisis approaching all too clearly.
