Prisoned Love
Ella Jiang held her father's hand tightly on the bed, and the tear stains on her face were still clear. "Father, do you have anything else to say to my daughter?"
Bright Jiang felt that he couldn't stand it anymore. The only thing he couldn't let go of was his daughter's marriage. "Ximena, I've arranged a marriage for you. Remember..."
Bright Jiang's difficult words made Lauren, who was sitting next to him, cry out
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Chapter 11
Perhaps it was because she was in a good mood today, and Aunt Chen's dishes were delicious, Ella Jiang had a good appetite and ate very well!
On the other hand, as Mrs. Qin, she had been observing Ella Jiang while eating slowly. She wondered if this woman hadn't eaten anything outside. She was so hungry that she didn't pay attention to her image as Mrs. Qin. Edmend Qin was taken aback. Since when he had the idea of admitting that he was Mrs. Qin? Well, forget it. It seemed that he had to take a long-term consideration about the divorce.
In order to finish the design drawings, Ella Jiang didn't have a good meal these days.
The dinner was finished quietly in peace.
"I'm full. I'm going back to my room." Ella Jiang stood up and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute. I have something to tell you."
"What's the matter?"
"Although I don't allow you to do those heavy work now, don't think you can enjoy your life. I won't admit your wife's identity, but you should be careful when you work outside and don't provoke some disreputable people." Edmend Qin said
"Don't worry. I don't expect you to admit my identity. The reason why I married you is to fulfill my father's last words. I just want to live a good life and work hard. As for what you said about provoking others, Jeremy Xie is just my boss, or perhaps we can make friends. Nothing else!" Ella Jiang explained
"I hope so," Edmend Qin said and left.
After returning to her room, Ella Jiang finally breathed a sigh of relief, taking off her unnecessary precaution and toughness.
She picked up the photo of her father on the table and said, "Dad, I'm really tired. I've been trying to endure it, but it's really difficult to keep my promise. I don't know how long I can hold on to such a life when I go back to this so-called home every day and endure the ridicule of that person." After saying that, Ella Jiang turned on the computer and began to work!
Now I have nothing. Not only for myself, but also for my mother. I have to work harder and complete my dream. As for Edmend Qin, I won't surrender to you. Ella Jiang thought.
Looking at the photos of Dreame, Edmend Qin began to recall the details of the past~
"Dreame, tell me what I should do. I miss you so much."
One was busy with her work with the computer in her arms, while the other was indulging in his thoughts. Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.
"It's done. I've finally completed the design drawing." Ella Jiang looked at the time. It was already seven o'clock. She had to hurry up, or she couldn't catch up with the morning bus.
She began to pack up and went downstairs as soon as she was ready. Seeing that Edmend Qin was having breakfast and was about to go out,
"Madam, let's have breakfast first. I'll drive you to the company later," said uncle Feng kindly.
"Don't bother, uncle Feng. I can take a bus. I'm leaving now." Ella Jiang left in a hurry without looking at Edmend Qin.
This recognition made Edmend Qin very unhappy. She had thought that she might have said something harsh last night and asked uncle Win to drive her to the company in the morning in case that she had to get up early to catch the bus every day. She didn't expect that this woman would be so ungrateful. After breakfast, Edmend Qin went to the company.
When Ella Jiang arrived at the company, Kacy walked up to him. She looked at Ella Jiang complacently and then walked over. Ella Jiang didn't pay much attention to it and went straight to Jeremy Xie's office. She was going to hand over the revised drawing last night to him, and also let him give her some advice.
"Hey, have you heard of it? According to reliable sources, Mr.W may come to China in the near future to look for a partner in his new project design of the next season." Grace said excitedly.
"Wow, you are talking about the well-known European architecture and design industry. He is a person who drives the trend of the design industry. Will any of his works be praised by a strong Mr.W?" Elena asked in surprise.
"What's more, I heard that he had been studying in Switzerland and opened his own private studio. Oh, he is Chinese. He should be a handsome man," said Lily anthomaniac.
"But it's useless for us to discuss it so intently. The key point is that we have to have something presentable so that they can see you. Let's go to work." Fred couldn't help but speak after hearing so many words. Then everyone left and began to work today.
After hearing the heated discussion among her colleagues, Ella Jiang couldn't help but ask about W and had gained more admiration for him, and at the same time, she was a little curious about what kind of person he was. Perhaps she would have the chance to learn from him.
"Knock, knock, knock, come in."
"Boss, this is the revised design drawing I revised last night. Please see if there is anything else that needs to be improved."
"Okay, put it aside first. I'll have a look later and tell you something by the way. The famous designer Mr.W from Switzerland is coming to China to look for a partner of his new project. I hope the company can successfully get this cooperation case, so you have to try your best to participate in it."
"Well, I just heard colleagues discussing this matter outside. Now even you have spoken, boss. It seems that this Mr.W is really a great person. Now I am even more curious!"
"Yes. Now that the news of his coming to China has been leaked out, there should be a lot of companies trying to win the opportunity to cooperate with him. This is a big challenge for us. Kacy told me this morning that she wanted to fight for it. Therefore, I hope you can also get involved."
"Okay, boss. Since you have said so, I will try my best. If there is nothing else, I will go out first."
"Okay, go ahead. But don't put too much pressure on yourself. Just do your best."
"Okay, I know."
Walking out of the office, Ella Jiang began to think about it. She believed that she would be busy and full again in the following days.
"Ella, have you heard of the news that Mr.W is coming to China? It is said that he is here to look for a partner of his new project. I think it is necessary for Qin group to strive for this cooperation case. Moreover, with the current strength of the company, the probability of success is very high." Tianna suggested
"Well, I will think about it. If you have nothing else to do, you can go out to work."
"Okay. If you need anything, I'll try my best. I'll go out now." Without saying anything else, Tianna left the office.
"Hello, boss. What can I do for you?" Fred asked cautiously.
"What happened to you?" Edmend Qin asked
"Ah, what's going on? You want to ask Mrs. about Miss Ella Jiang. Everything is fine today. She went to Mr.Xie's office to report the work this morning when she came to the company. Then she walked out of the office thoughtfully just now. She must be still busy at the moment." Fred reported in detail
"Well, if you have anything to tell me, just go ahead with your work."
Fred wanted to retort.
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