Mommy Is Waging A Rebellion

"Mizheng, I'm coming."    

At this moment, Vincent walked in and gave Ruan Mizheng a big hug.    

Ruan Mizheng did not have time to refuse.    

Not far away, Shaang Weiyuan saw this scene and his eyes became extremely cold.    

"Weiyuan? What happened to you?" Qiao Ai followed his gaze and saw Ruan Mizheng's actions. A trace of coldness flashed through her eyes.    

"Nothing." Shaang Weiyuan withdrew his gaze and said coldly.    

After Vincent and Qiao Ai left, Ruan Mizheng started to take the blueprint and directed the staff to change the lights on the stage to another color.    

She wanted to change the lights to pink, and Shaang Weiyuan wanted to change them to purple.    

The two quickly had a disagreement.    

"Do you think your aesthetic sense is worthy of the theme this time?" Shaang Weiyuan looked at her.    

Ruan Mizheng nodded. "Of course."    

Shaang Weiyuan sneered mercilessly. "You are already so old. Do you think pink is good? Dirty?"    

As the saying goes, age is a taboo for women. Ruan Mizheng was the same. What she could not tolerate the most was others saying that she was old.    

Furthermore, she was not even thirty yet.    

It had already been three years. Shaang Weiyuan was already thirty this year.    

Ruan Mizheng took a deep breath and sneered, "You are already thirty years old, Director Shaang. You said that a woman is old. Don't you think you are uneducated? Also, I think pink is very compatible with the theme this time. And when that time comes, the lights on the stage won't just be the same color. I think you're sincerely trying to make things difficult for me, right? "    

Shaang Weiyuan looked at her coldly. "I will never use official means to take revenge on private matters. After working together for the past few days, Miss Ruan did not deserve to be the chief designer of Global Group. You know better than me how you got this position. "    

"What? " Ruan Mizheng narrowed her eyes and did not seem to understand.    

Shaang Weiyuan sneered. "You have a deep relationship with Shi Jingnian. Your strength and status are not proportionate. Other people respect you because you are giving Shi Jingnian face. Do you really think you are relying on your strength to get the position?"    

Ruan Mizheng's face turned pale. Only now did she know what he meant.    

"You mean I get the position by relying on Shi Jingnian?"    

Climb onto his bed?    

Shaang Weiyuan raised his eyebrows. "You said it, but I didn't say it."    

Ruan Mizheng clenched her fists beside her. "Shaang Weiyuan, do you know what you are talking about?"    

Advancement was Ruan Mizheng's taboo.    

She had always known that others respected her in front of others, but in fact, she had long said that her relationship with Shi Jingnian was very messy.    

She knew, so she never mentioned it, because her seat today was indeed given to Shi Jingnian.    

But... she had the strength.    

She had been working hard all these years, working hard to design, and had won a lot of applause and recognition that she wanted.    

But outsiders did not think so. They all thought that all the awards she received were bought by Shi Jingnian with money.    

In the past, Ruan Mizheng did not care about these rumors and rumors, but...    

But now, even Shaang Weiyuan said these kinds of things. She really could not stand it anymore.    

What kind of feeling was it to be looked down upon by the person she loved?    

"Shut up!"    

Ruan Mizheng suddenly raised her hand and slapped Shaang Weiyuan.    

"Slap!"    

When the clear and neat slap landed, everyone present was stunned.    

Everyone's gaze turned towards him.    

Ruan Mizheng looked coldly at Shaang Weiyuan. Her eyes were filled with tears and her eyes were red.    

Shaang Weiyuan turned his head away from the fight. He wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb. His eyes were extremely cold and his face was gloomy. "You dare to hit me?!"    

But he was soon stunned.    

The woman in front of him had an injured face. Her eyes were filled with tears, but she refused to let it go. She looked pitiful and pitiful.    

In that instant, his heart felt as if it had been hit by something. It hurt so much that he found it difficult to breathe.    

Ruan Mizheng gritted her teeth and said word by word, "Shaang Weiyuan, you will regret it."    

After saying that, she strode away.    

Shaang Weiyuan's face was burning with pain. His assistant hurriedly came over and applied ice on his face to reduce the swelling. She even muttered, "This Ruan Mizheng really has guts. She actually dared to hit our Director Shaang! Do you know that we, Director Shaang, are..."    

"Shut up!" Shaang Weiyuan suddenly shouted. The assistant was so scared that he quickly shrank his neck and did not dare to say anything.    

In the next few days, in order to make Shaang Weiyuan look at her in a new light, Ruan Mizheng rushed through the night and overturned the previous drafts.    

Then she started to draw again. She worked overnight on the stage again. All the staff were tortured by Ruan Mizheng.    

Ruan Mizheng did it for three days and three nights. She only slept for three hours every day. When she woke up, she started working and did not have a good meal.    

When Vincent came to see her, she acted as if she did not hear him. When she became workaholic, she had already forgotten to sleep and eat.    

"You guys move this lamp a little to the side."    

Ruan Mizheng commanded.    

"No, no, no. Move a little more to this side!"    

The few staff members were in complete opposition to her. Ruan Mizheng only felt her temples throbbing. She waved her hand and said, "You guys can go down. I will do it."    

Ruan Mizheng climbed up the ladder and then moved the light bulb a little bit to the right. Finally, she achieved the result that she was satisfied with.    

She was about to come down but suddenly her vision turned black. After shaking her body a few times, she fell down from the ladder that was a few meters tall.    

At this moment, a black shadow caught her in time. There was a faint smell of tobacco in her breath and Ruan Mizheng completely lost consciousness.    

When she woke up again, Ruan Mizheng slowly opened her eyes and her entire body was in pain. Her eyes were also in pain and her head was also in pain. It was as if it was going to split apart.    

She wanted to push herself to sit up, but was stopped by a hand.    

This hand's joints were clear and fair, fingers extremely thin and long, looking like a work of art.    

She was a bit stunned as she rolled her eyes.    

Shaang Weiyuan sat beside her bed and said lightly, "The doctor told you to rest more."    

Ruan Mizheng saw him and really wanted to hug him. She wanted to release the emotions that she had accumulated over the past few days, but she could not.    

Because he already did not remember her.    

Ruan Mizheng's hands under the blanket clenched and turned her head, "How's the work?"    

"You don't have to worry about that."    

"Why? I'm also the designer for this time."    

Shaang Weiyuan looked at her, his eyes not so cold anymore. "Leave the rest of the work to me."    

Ruan Mizheng imitated his tone and said, "Director Shaang is such a big CEO, how can I trouble you? And your strength is probably not in name. "    

Ruan Mizheng's mockery was already very obvious, but Shaang Weiyuan was not angry.    

Instead, he faintly curled his lips and said, "Whatever you say."    

Ruan Mizheng looked at him and turned around to leave the ward.    

She suddenly did not know what he wanted to do.    

Just as Shaang Weiyuan went out, Tian Miaomiao ran in. "Zheng, you scared me to death! Do you know!"