Jiang Jianhuan blinked, her eyes already blurry, barely managing to regain her senses, which she had somehow lost.
"Hmm...get up."
She pushed Su Mo away, and at the same time lowered her leg that was hanging around his waist, awkwardly pulling up her nightgown that had been pushed up to her chest.
Su Mo felt stifled, but after a reluctant look, he picked her up and placed her on his lap.
"I'll go buy it, okay? There seems to be a 24-hour convenience store on the street ahead..." He murmured softly, burying his face in her neck and kissing her cheek. Jiang Jianhuan took a deep breath to stay calm, reached out and ran her hand through his thick black hair, grabbing it tightly.
"Su Mo, calm down."
He paused, looked up at her, and said softly with a hint of reproach on his face.
"I am very calm."
"......"
The air was silent for a moment. Jiang Jianhuan paused, then asked him very seriously.
"Do you want to take a shower?"
"......"
In the end, Su Mo calmed down on her own. Jiang Jianhuan tidied up the things on the table. There were still two hours until dawn, so she could rest for a while.
After setting the alarm, Su Mo followed Jiang Jianhuan in. Seeing Jiang Jianhuan staring at him, Su Mo looked down and awkwardly touched his nose.
"...The sofa is too small."
"You slept through the night last time too."
"I didn't sleep well last night."
"......"
Well, Jiang Jianhuan couldn't bring herself to kick him out, since he had stayed up all night with her.
As soon as she turned off the lights and lay down, the bed began to shake slightly. Su Mo reached out and pulled her into his arms, feeling the warmth of her body, and rested his chin on the top of her head.
"Go to sleep." He patted her shoulder, his voice soft and gentle. Jiang Jianhuan hummed in response and closed her eyes.
The next day, Su Mo took her to the company. When they arrived downstairs, Jiang Jianhuan gripped what she was holding and took a deep breath.
"Don't worry, you've done your best." Su Mo rubbed her head, and Jiang Jianhuan looked up at him without saying a word.
“You can do it,” he said again, then leaned over, pressed down on the back of her head with a little force, and kissed her hard on the lips.
The unease in her heart instantly turned into a fluttering heart. Jiang Jianhuan pursed her lips slightly, unbuckled her seatbelt, and got out of the car.
"I'll pick you up after get off work," Su Mo suddenly said from behind, while holding the steering wheel.
"Oh." Jiang Jianhuan lowered her eyes and then closed the car door.
As expected, when she entered the company, she was met with many scrutinizing glances. Jiang Jianhuan returned to her seat, turned on her computer, and then went straight to Jiang Yuan's office, handing her the design draft in her hand.
"Director, this is my redesigned entry for the competition, which I completed last night. Please take a look."
Jiang Yuan raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised yet expectant, and focused her gaze on her design, examining it closely.
"Not bad." After a long while, she nodded, a slight smile appearing on her face.
"Compared to your previous set, each has its own characteristics. Although the theme is simple, the colors are very prominent. The whole series is eye-catching and may be a new approach."
"There shouldn't be any problem with participating in the competition."
"Then I'll send it to the organizer's submission email address later."
“Okay.” Jiang Yuan nodded, and just as Jiang Jianhuan was about to leave, she suddenly added.
"Regarding yesterday's incident... from my perspective, I had no choice. Inspiration is a common source of problems, and without evidence, no one can judge right or wrong."
"I know," Jiang Jianhuan replied softly, her eyelashes fluttering.
"Then I'll head out now, Director."
"Go."
After Jiang Jianhuan submitted her entry, the tension in her body finally eased. With only a few hours left until the deadline, she glanced at the bottom right corner of the screen and let out a soft sigh of relief.
"Jianhuan, did you redraw it?" Xu Xue noticed her movement, moved her chair over and asked in a low voice. Jiang Jianhuan nodded.
"Yeah, I stayed up all night to draw it."
As soon as she finished speaking, everyone else in the office looked at each other in surprise, with Fang Xiaoli widening her eyes in particular.
No one would have expected that Jiang Jianhuan would silently endure such a big matter, without making a fuss or causing trouble, and instead worked through the night to produce a new design draft.
He's a ruthless person.
They couldn't help but admire them secretly.
Thinking about it this way, I couldn't help but turn my attention to the other party involved. After Jiang Jianhuan left yesterday, Fang Xiaoli cried for a long time in the private internal colleagues' group, as if she were a victim who had encountered a great injustice.
At first, everyone would try to comfort her, but later they got annoyed and simply went about their own business.
With this comparison, the difference in their attitudes became apparent, and the way people looked at Fang Xiaoli subtly changed.
Because she had taken the day off yesterday, Jiang Jianhuan had a ton of work to do and was so busy that she was dizzy and didn't even have the appetite to eat lunch. She just lay down on her chair and fell into a deep sleep.