Everyone Thinks That the Fake Daughter Has Deep Problems

The studio is located in a good location, in an imposing office building. This description is not accurate. It should be said that the ownership of the entire building is under Mingjiao's name, and the entire building is used for her studio.

Mingjiao looked up at the towering and luxurious building, [I used to think that the Ming family was very rich, very rich, but I didn't have a deep experience in the Rose Garden when I just passed through, and now I saw this building suddenly a little Substantial feeling. 】

The system sighed, 【It's no wonder that the original owner is psychologically unbalanced, it's hard to go from extravagance to frugality. 】

Mingjiao pushed open the clean glass door in front of her, [You feel that you are the wrong person. Although she has changed from a biological daughter to an adopted daughter, her treatment has not changed. It is Tang Xiaoyu who should be wronged. 】

[She didn't enjoy this kind of life for the first 18 years. She lived outside for more than ten years, and at least half of the time she was suffering. 】

The system sighed, 【Yes, but if what everyone thinks is reasonable, how can there be so many disputes in the world. 】

Ming Jiao raised her lips and smiled, [Yeah, that's why I admire and appreciate good people who are reasonable. 】

The girls at the front desk of the studio had already been notified that Mingjiao was coming, so they were not surprised to see her.

Mingjiao glanced across the bright hall and every area she walked through. They were all clean and orderly.

The Ming family knew beforehand that the original owner was inexperienced in business management, so when they delivered the building, they thoughtfully included a manager, the manager Hu who came out quickly.

She is a middle-aged woman with short ear-length hair, friendly speaking, and professional attire.

Manager Hu was one of the few people in the studio who knew what had happened to Mingjiao, but she was very well-bred and hadn't talked about anything behind her back. Although she was surprised to see her at this moment, she didn't show any strangeness on her face.

She followed Mingjiao and reported to her the various arrangements of the previous month, the general situation of expenditure and income, the start of the next project, etc.

Mingjiao, Mingjiao didn't understand at all, she told Manager Hu what to do or how to do it, she said that she just came to see.

Manager Hu was relieved to see that she was still working in the same way as before, and didn't suddenly want to give advice or inform her to disband the studio.

·

Send Manager Hu to work hard. Mingjiao decided to look around.

The original owner only stayed in two places before, one was her personal design studio and the other was her personal lounge, and she didn't care about other places, so she felt strange and novel everywhere she looked now.

She visited everywhere, and the system whispered in her ears. The work carried out in ordinary studios is also responsible for different fields.

Design studios, professional clothing studios, custom design studios, design consulting studios, design model studios, the difference between these studios.

And their studio belongs to the design and customization studio, which continuously produces various types of clothing designs and has its own brand.

Mingjiao almost didn't know the word "design" when she heard it.

Just when her head was aching, a blush caught her attention.

She took advantage of the situation to look over, and suddenly felt her eyes light up.

It was a very beautiful girl in red, coming from another fork in the corridor, turning in the opposite direction to where Mingjiao was going, so Mingjiao only glanced at her profile in a hurry.

But even from the side face, you can see that the girl is very beautiful, neither elegant nor gorgeous, but that kind of cute and delicate beauty.

The system is also attracted by girls, and temporarily stops instilling various theories on Mingjiao, [Hey, host, there are too many good-looking people around you. The one she is wearing is Hanfu, right? 】

[Well, it's Hanfu. 】

The girl was wearing a modified chest-length red skirt with a pattern of white rabbits on the hem, and snow-white pompoms hanging from the cuffs and waist.

This kind of cute and beautiful clothes is very suitable for a girl like her, but her temperament is too cold. Besides being cute with this clothes, it makes people think that she is like a perfect doll.

Mingjiao felt that her coldness was not Tang Xiaoyu's coldness like a plain moon, nor Shi Yan's almost serious and serious face, nor did it resemble Mingyue's calm to dull aura.

She is more like a stone, a cold and hard stone that has been pulled away from emotion.

Being attracted by her, Mingjiao was really curious and let her eyes follow her footsteps, but unfortunately the girl arrived at her destination very soon.

She stepped into a room along the corridor, which Mingjiao remembered seemed to be a place where models took promotional photos.

Mingjiao thought about it carefully, and remembered the Hanfu that the original owner had been obsessed with for a while, so a designer who was good at designing Hanfu was recruited into the studio.

The Hanfu culture in this world is more prevalent than in her original world, and it is widely promoted. There are many well-known big brands, and there is naturally competition in the market.

It is also common to have professional Hanfu designers in the studio.

Could it be that Manager Hu has already made the Hanfu produced by the studio into a brand, and managed a good sales performance, otherwise why did he invite models to take pictures?

[Come back to your senses, host, you are not really a face controler, are you? 】The system is suspicious, the last time this happened to the protagonist, thinking about it this way, 【Hey~ Host, you are so sweet! 】

Mingjiao, […]

After a while, the wind comment was killed, 【Where do you want to go? I was thinking about the development of the studio. From her appearance, she is probably a model of the studio. She has invited the models to take pictures for publicity. The studio must also be operating the brand of Hanfu. 】

System, [Is that so, host, you are quite enterprising. 】

Mingjiao smiled and didn't care too much.

She is still not clear about her own position, and she has not figured out whether to dig out her talent to be an excellent designer like the original owner, or to listen to the system and study business skills to be a qualified manager.

But there is no rush, these are left to time to decide, the most important thing at the moment is to catch the hunters.

·

Mingjiao visited the studio and told Manager Hu that she would come back tomorrow, leaving Manager Hu who was confused and didn't know what she wanted to do. She returned safely to the study with some disappointment.

Sure enough, the hunter didn't come, and he didn't know if he hadn't noticed her situation yet, or he was hiding in the dark to observe, and waited to confirm that there were no traps before making a move.

Mingjiao is more inclined to the latter, after all, she just made a move today, Xie Chu may not have found it so quickly.

The system agrees, [Yeah, my 100,000 volts are already thirsty. 】

Mingjiao suppressed a smile, 【Okay, you will be poor. 】

She stood up and stretched her slender waist, 【I'm going out to buy food, I will continue to work hard in the afternoon. 】

Fight for the day when you meet the hunter and return the knife with your own hands.

·

In the days that followed, Mingjiao began a peaceful daily routine of two o'clock and one line. Go to the studio and be caught by the system to instill various business management theories, go back to the study room, practice martial arts, practice martial arts.

Such a peaceful daily life almost made her forget the treachery of the supernatural world, and it seemed that no superhuman killer was waiting for an opportunity to kill her.

All the employees in the studio, including Manager Hu, gradually got used to her checking in every day. Although they didn't see what their boss did, they just vaguely felt that she was different from before.

Manager Hu was gradually relieved of his nervousness, but he was slowly relieved. She was far away from the circle of high-ranking wealthy families, but she had a wide network of contacts, and she vaguely knew what happened to Mingjiao.

But no matter what, the studio is Mingjiao's, and if they want to eat here, they have to follow her. No matter how unreliable she is, she is still the boss, not to mention that the boss still has a tendency to work hard, how can she not be happy.

Mingjiao didn't know the psychological journey of her studio manager at all. She just thought that she hadn't seen Tang Xiaoyu for a while, and it felt like a long time had passed.

She said this to the system, and the system said, [Actually, it's only five days. 】

Mingyue still had to go to school, and she was able to come here because they had a seven-day long vacation together during the holidays.

Mingjiao calculated the time, 【Then she will come back today or tomorrow night. 】

She stopped her movements slowly, [Anyway, it will be dinner time again, I should go out to buy food. 】

Cooking is impossible. The kitchen killer can only kill (cross out) people in this life, but he can't cook, so he can only rely on takeaway and various fast food to make ends meet.

Fortunately, Mingyue only lived with her for a few days, otherwise she would feel embarrassed.

Speaking of Mingyue, during the few days they lived together, she still hasn't solved the mystery of what kind of transportation she uses to keep up with her when she goes out, and they haven't even called each other once.

But it doesn't matter, what matters is that they still have unique communication channels.

Ming Jiao shook her long hair tied into a ponytail, and when she entered the room, she saw the sticky note on the coffee table.

[What do you want to eat today? Please tell me the name of the dish, do you want milk tea or fruit tea? 】

[The dishes are the same, I want red bean milk tea. 】

Mingjiao put today's note into the half-read travel book, put the book away and turned to go out.

After she brought back the packed meals and milk tea, she turned around and went back to her room with her share.

Not long after her back disappeared, the girl in black walked out from behind the bookshelves, like a silent black cat looking for food.

·

Mingyue sat beside the sofa, her dark eyes sparkling with complex emotions.

The vacation is coming to an end soon, and the few days of protecting Mingjiao are not as tough as expected. I don't know if it's because she hasn't had a formal face-to-face meeting at all, or because she is always a little polite to strangers.

Mingyue felt that her attitude was very different, it was in a laid-back and natural state, which made it impossible to feel disgusted.

And she's too self-disciplined these days.

Mingyue opened the packed lunch box, took a big mouthful of rice, her cheeks were bulging and moving, she was meditating while eating with some distress and confusion.

Not only is she working hard every day, but she is also practicing some kung fu that she can't understand, and she doesn't miss a day.

By the way, did she practice self-defense before with so many moves?

The only thing that hasn't changed is that she still doesn't know how to cook. If it wasn't for the fear of being noticed by her, she would have jumped out and said that I will cook, and don't eat takeaway every day. After all, no matter how delicious takeaway is, you will get tired of eating every day.

And it's not good for your health.

Well, Mingyue thought about it, but her body seemed to be fine.

but…

Her tense expressionless face slowly relaxed again, and she should go back tomorrow night, so let her buy some fried chicken that can be dipped in ketchup tomorrow night.

Thinking of this, she couldn't wait to grab the pad and pen that were placed in another place, and write down the fried chicken with lemon juice that she wanted to eat tomorrow.

She thought and thought, and drew a stick figure of a cat at the end, and wrote the word thank you.

When Mingjiao came out to continue practicing at night, seeing the pre-booked menu, she couldn't help but smile.

Write down two words with a sense of ceremony, received.