Chapter 502: Giving Glory to Another Woman

“I’ll have someone come to the entrance to meet you,” he offered nicely.

“No need, just tell me where I can find you.”

“Building B, fourth floor, third room from the end on the right in the corridor.”

“Okay.”

Nan Jiaojiao hung up the phone and replied to Bo Yanching’s message.

“I’ve just arrived, it starts at seven, I’ll make it in time.”

Bo Yanching responded instantly, “I’ll come over after I finish my work.

Are you playing the guzheng tonight?”

As Nan Jiaojiao entered the elevator, someone rushed in hurriedly behind her, bumping her shoulder.

She glanced up at the person, pulled her hat brim lower, and pressed the floor button after stepping in.

It was crowded in the elevator, not convenient to play with her phone.

She stood against the wall, waiting to exit.

By then, Bo Yanching had already sent her three or four messages.

“It’s my first time hearing you play the guzheng, and I have to share it with so many others.

Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

Looking at the emoji he sent, a crying baby face, Nan Jiaojiao chuckled and typed back, “A surprise, I forgot I could play too.

I’ll play just for you when we get back tonight.”

Bo Yanching raised an eyebrow contentedly, “You better keep your word.”

Nan Jiaojiao replied with a cute emoji as well.

In the makeup room, Sister Mi paced back and forth several times, “No, in case Jiaojiao goes to the wrong place or something happens, I should go receive her.

You stay here nicely and don’t wander off.”

The last remark was directed at Chu Yao, rather sternly.

Chu Yao nodded, not taking her eyes off her phone.

Whatever she saw there, a cold smirk slowly spread across her usually impassive face.

When Sister Mi walked Nan Jiaojiao in, Chu Yao had already finished her makeup and was nestled on the sofa with her phone.

“Darling, come here,” Chu Yao beckoned Nan Jiaojiao even before she finished speaking and got up to lead her back to sit down.

She handed over her phone and asked, “Do you recognize this person?”

Nan Jiaojiao glanced at it, saw a female celebrity against a backdrop of the Golden Deer Award red carpet signing wall.

The face struck her as familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere but she couldn’t recall.

“I don’t recognize her.”

“You don’t?” Chu Yao sounded surprised, her voice inadvertently rising.

She fiddled with the phone a bit, then handed it back, “This is Chen Man, who rose to fame this year with an online drama.

She posted a Weibo half an hour ago, openly claiming to be Shen’s mysterious designer, sharing a photo of a design draft.”

Shen’s?

Shen Shichu.

Nan Jiaojiao took the phone, quickly scanned the text, and saw several photos below.

The first showed Chen Man standing in front of the signing wall, the second depicted her casually dressed in a home office, her hair in a low ponytail, wearing glasses, with her hands resting on a desk.

From the angle, she could see a design drawing pinned under her arm.

The third photo was of Chen Man and Shen Shichu talking inside Shen’s building.

The text alongside it read, “I’ve never revealed this before; I only studied architecture halfway through my career, so I am far from skilled.

I am fortunate that President Shen has had such faith in me, nurturing me from small office buildings up to today’s shopping malls, from learning design with the team to managing it on my own.

He is the benefactor of my second career.

I am honored to represent a commercial building I designed myself, @Shen Shichu, President Shen, onwards towards a shared future and progress.”

“Hmph.”

Nan Jiaojiao squinted with interest, “Quite sincere and inspiring.”

Chu Yao looked at her meaningfully, “I recognize your design.

That heartless Shen Shichu, stealing your design to glorify another woman.”