After the scumbag cheated on me, I turned around and married the heir to a wealthy family.

A ring-shaped silver chain lies quietly in the pear wood jewelry box.

Even after a long time, the gems on the necklace still shine brightly the moment they are opened.

Looking at the dazzling silver ring chain, Zhu Jin's eyes were attracted by it and it was difficult to look away.

"What happened to this necklace?" Mrs. Song asked.

"..."

Zhu Jin took the graffiti and compared them one by one. Finally, she pushed the graffiti and the box in front of Mrs. Song.

The silence speaks.

The color of the necklace on the graffiti is exactly the same as the color of the gems on the silver chain.

"Bah."

Mrs. Song's tears fell silently, dampening the graffiti paper.

Zhu Jin pursed her thin lips and silently took out a tissue and handed it to the other party.

She understands that the other person's emotions need a certain amount of time to be vented.

"I'm sorry, I've been rude again and again today." Mrs. Song's voice was hoarse. She lowered her head and faintly sobbed.

After a long time, her emotions calmed down.

"I think your daughter is learning your design and painting from your side."

Zhu Jin did not forget to look at Mrs. Song's expression as he spoke, for fear that she would be too excited again.

"She loves you very much, so she loves your designs." Zhu Jin said, "Moreover, she also follows you and has extremely high color discrimination ability."

It is not easy to use a simple crayon to draw the color of the gemstones on the necklace.

Talent will also be passed down at some point.

"When she was little, I felt that she was particularly curious about colors. In order to cultivate her hobby, I bought her a whole box of crayons so that she could paint when she was bored."

Mrs. Song closed her eyes, "I really never thought that she would imitate my works. At that time, she was still a little kid."

It would be great if she could grow up...

Mrs. Song let out a long sigh.

"Thank you, Xiaojin."

"You're welcome." Zhu Jin said with a smile, "Since you have found the answer you want, should I cancel this task for you?"

After all, the necklace Mrs. Song was looking for in her mission was not designed by herself.

Mrs. Song put her hand on the back of her hand and patted her gently, "No need to cancel."

Zhu Jin looked confused, "What's wrong?"

Mrs. Song said after careful consideration, "Xiao Jin, are you free? If you are willing, can you help me design a necklace."

Zhu Jin was even more puzzled.

"I want to design a mother-daughter necklace." Mrs. Song gently stroked the graffiti, "A necklace that can be worn with Jiaojiao. I'll trouble you about this."

"You don't have to..."

Zhu Jin wanted to say that there was no need for the other party to force this task on him in order to repay the kindness.

Mrs. Song raised her hand to stop her next words.

"You don't have to think too much." Mrs. Song said, "I just think you are very suitable. After all, you have seen many photos of her."

“I don’t want to tell the story of the past with a second designer.”

Zhu Jin pursed his lips and nodded, "Okay, I promise you, I will definitely design it well. Is the task to place a new order or..."

"No need, just continue with this mission." Mrs. Song said softly.

"it is good."

Zhu Jin didn't say anything more, but sat quietly and looked through the photo album, hoping to find inspiration for the design from the mother-daughter photos.

Mrs. Song looked at the necklace and graffiti in a daze.

The silence between the two was not broken until Uncle Gui arrived with Huo Jingcheng.

"Old madam, Miss Zhu, Mr. Huo is here."

Zhu Jin continued to scribble on the paper without raising his head, "Yeah, I got it."

"Jingcheng is here." Mrs. Song stood up and walked towards her, "Xiao Jin is busy, how about we go to the hall to have a cup of hot tea first?"

"Okay." Huo Jingcheng agreed.

In the lobby of the Song family villa.

Mrs. Song held the tea cup and gently blew the fine leaves on the tea surface. "It seems that Jingcheng cares about this wife very much?"

"She is my wife, so of course I care."

"I heard that your sister-in-law found your wife?"

Huo Jingcheng took a sip of tea, which was green and then sweet.

"Well, it was Huo Jingxiu who did it."

Mrs. Song frowned slightly, "But I don't think Xiao Jin is from her side. Jingcheng, maybe you can investigate again?"

"She's not hers." Huo Jingcheng didn't hide anything and answered frankly.

"I borrowed Huo Jingxiu's hand to send her to the Huo family."

Mrs. Song paused in making tea and shook her head with a smile, "You are really good at it. Even I was almost fooled by you. I thought you were just trying to put on a show for her."

"Now it seems that you are really pretending?"

"You said it wrong."

Mrs. Song looked like she was all ears.

Huo Jingcheng's voice was low and pleasant.

"The fake show is really done, the real show is fake. Only this is difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake. It confuses myself and the enemy."

Mrs. Song shook her head in disapproval, "You can make it simple now, but I'm not afraid of how troublesome it will be in the future if she finds out."

Under the black mask, Huo Jingcheng's eyelids drooped.

After a long time, three light words came out of his mouth.

"talk later."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Jin stepped in excitedly and said, "Grandma Song, I have designed the first draft. Take a look, which one do you like."

Huo Jingcheng's hand holding the tea cup shook slightly in response to Zhu Jin's voice.

Mrs. Song had a clear view of his subtle movements, but she didn't point them out. Instead, she patted the seat beside her and said, "Sit here and show me the first draft of your design."

"Of these three, this one is my favorite." Zhu Jin handed over the top design draft.

That was the first version of Zhu Jin's design. Based on the ring necklace designed by Mrs. Song, she designed two necklaces with different sizes and complementary gemstone colors and shapes.

"The other two versions, I think the features are not too distinctive, you may not like them."

With that said, Zhu Jin handed over the first draft of the remaining two chapters.

Mrs. Song's eyes stayed on the first picture for a long time.

"Just this one."

Mrs. Song chose the one that Zhu Jin was satisfied with.

On the smaller necklace, the gemstones are mainly bright colors that children like, while the gemstones on the other necklace are of the same color series, but the color is lighter and more elegant.

"Okay. As for the shape and color, you..."

"Just decide." Mrs. Song said softly, "I believe in your choice."

After talking about the design, Mrs. Song wanted to stay with the two of them for dinner.

Huo Jingcheng politely refused.

Mrs. Song personally sent the two of them to the door of the villa.

She held Zhu Jin's hand and said, "Xiao Jin, if you are free in the future, you can come to the Song family to see me often."

"As you know, I am a lonely old man now. Apart from your uncle, I can also chat with me, and I am mostly alone on weekdays."

Zhu Jin suspected that the other party was using a bitter trick.

But when she faced Mrs. Song's faintly red eyes, she was still unable to say the words of rejection.