“I’m wearing shoes; don’t worry.” Han Muzi calmly walked toward the fallen mannequin. She then thought for a while and told Yan, “Don’t come over here. Please hand me a pair of gloves.”
Yan initially wanted to go in, but after she heard her, she turned away to get a pair of gloves for her.
Leng Yueyue and Han Muzi were the only two left at the scene.
Slowly, Leng Yueyue calmed herself down and wiped the tears off her face before looking at Han Muzi. “Are you going to pick up the dress? But… the dress has already been damaged badly. What’s the use of picking it up?”
Han Muzi glanced at her. “Who says it’s useless?”
Leng Yueyue was startled when she heard her. “What do you mean?”
“We haven’t reached the point of desperation yet.” Han Muzi calmly surveyed the surroundings, then she murmured, “First, tell me how you found out about this.”
“I…” Leng Yueyue pouted as she was uncomfortable. “Yesterday, I was very happy, so I invited everyone to have a drink. Then… I came over to have another look at the dress because it is my first work on display. Even though nobody is at the showcase yet, it still holds a place in my heart. At that time, the dress was still fine, but the next morning, when I came over to look at it again, I stumbled into this mess. I think Yan is right; this might be a burglary. That was why this place was destroyed.”
“Burglary?” Han Muzi tittered. “Do you think… the burglar would want to cause such a big mess?”
Leng Yueyue staggered. “What do you mean?”
“If it’s a burglary, then the burglar intended to steal some valuable items. But if that was their intention, then why trash the place like this?”
Leng Yueyue blinked. “Maybe, it is because there aren’t any valuable items in the company, so the burglar became angry?”
“Imagine if you’re the burglar, and you’re trying to steal from this company, would you shatter everything and draw the attention of nearby residents just because you’re angry?”
“No, I won’t be that stupid. The sound of these items shattering can easily draw people over.” As she finished, she suddenly realized something. “Are you… saying someone broke in not to steal, but…” Her eyes widened as she looked at Han Muzi.
Han Muzi didn’t confirm her suspicions. At the same time, Yan handed her a pair of gloves. After Han Muzi wore it, she bent over to pat away the glass shards on the dress and pick up the dress from within the debris.
As she held up the dress, Yan and Leng Yueyue came over to help lift it, but Han Muzi frowned. “Don’t touch it. There are still some shards in the dress. Don’t hurt your hands.” The two of them backed away.
After finding a clear space, Han Muzi put down the dress and took off the gloves.
“Muzi, you’ve injured your leg.” Yan noticed the strains of blood running down her white ankle, but Han Muzi didn’t feel any pain, so she ignored it. “It’s nothing. There may be a lot of glass shards still inside the dress. We need to pick it all out.”
Leng Yueyue squatted beside her with a dejected look. “But, what’s the use if we picked it all out? The dress is already destroyed. And… Lin Xinghuo’s press conference is just a few days away. I don’t think we have the time to make a new one, right?”
Yan also squatted beside them and looked at the damaged dress, thereupon she frowned. “Muzi, what do we do? This dress is badly damaged and time is not on our side. Do we still have a chance to repair it?”
Han Muzi stared at the damaged dress in front of her and felt gloomy, but this wasn’t rock bottom for her. She went silent for a while and said, “Let’s pick out the glass shards first. We’ll think about that later.”
She was calm and composed while the other two were anxious. It seemed abnormal to most people. After all, the dress had been badly damaged. However, Yan was used to it since she had been with Han Muzi for a long time. Leng Yueyue, on the other hand, hadn’t known Han Muzi for too long, so seeing her calm demeanor made her even more frustrated. “Later? What can we do later? The dress is already this badly damaged. How are you not worried at all? This is our company’s dress that Lin Xinghuo planned to wear at the press conference. Do you have a plan?”
“No.” Han Muzi was honest with her reply. The incident just happened and now my mind is in a mess. How can I think of a plan this quickly? They had to deal with the present situation urgently; they could think of a plan when this was settled.
“Then why aren’t you panicking at all?” Leng Yueyue breathed loudly through her nostrils.
“Can panic solve the problem? Can it help you pick the glass shards out of the dress? Stop talking nonsense and quickly take care of this.”
Yan also whispered to Leng Yueyue, “Do what she tells you to; she won’t deceive you. Don’t forget—even though this is your work, Muzi is still in charge of the company, so if anything happens, she is the one who bears the responsibility.”
After hearing her words, Leng Yueyue finally came to her senses and nodded, then she carefully picked out the shards from the dress.
As soon as they were done, Han Muzi said in a cold voice, “After you go back, act as if nothing has happened.”
“What?” Leng Yueyue widened her eyes in disbelief, but seeing Han Muzi’s calm look, she felt that she should trust her, so she nodded and wiped her face dry. “I got it. And by the way, I wasn’t crying just now. It’s just that I was frustrated seeing my work destroyed.”
“I know. Go back now,” Han Muzi replied.
Han Muzi brought the dress to her office and stared at it while sitting on her chair.
The culprit did this on purpose because the dress is made of silk so it can’t bear being pierced by sharp objects. That was why it got heavily damaged. Han Muzi rubbed her forehead as she started to develop a headache. Suddenly, she got a WeChat notification.
Han Muzi took a look and saw that it was a text from Lin Xinghuo. ‘My goddess, I’ve heard my dress is out now! Is it true?’
Han Muzi was taken aback after seeing her name. She never came to try on the dress before, but now that it was damaged, she suddenly took an interest in it. How tiresome!
Han Muzi thought for a while and replied, ‘Yes, it is out now. I placed it in the showroom on level six.’ She thought about it and sent another text over while her face darkened. ‘But there has been a slight accident.’
Lin Xinghuo quickly replied, ‘What accident? Don’t scare me!’ She also added a sticker with a panicked expression in her text. Seeing the sticker, Han Muzi was hesitant on whether to immediately tell her about it or send pictures of it to her.
