The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy Chapter 1217 - I Didn’t Follow You

The staff of the model shop looked at each other in disbelief.

Gu Enterprise’s CEO was indeed a winner in life. His two remarkable children could easily be on those large commercial billboards as little supermodels.

Many workshops that produced custom-made models were not large. They usually were a small studio or a makes.h.i.+ft workshop in an apartment. A model would typically take a month or two to finish, sometimes even longer, and in return, they would receive a large sum for their end product. It was considered one of the higher-paying jobs in the market.

But of course, the models they usually produced were high-end and sophisticated models.

At this moment, drafts and sketches were scattered all over the table inside an apartment in a residential building. The only component missing on the almost completed 599 Escort Carrier was the miniature replica of the 130mm single-barrel cannon H/PJ38. A girl in a ponytail and loose overalls was carefully carving the cannon with a special carving knife at her desk.

“Me, a Ph.D. holder in physics, is here sketching a miniature scale of a single-tube cannon. Are you kidding me?” On the other side of the desk, Wen Shan scrutinized the data while calculating the ratio size in order to draw the model accurately with precise measurements.

The girl didn’t look up from her work. She still had the carving knife in her hand, looking at the muzzle of the cannon under a special magnifying gla.s.s. Although the muzzle was usually overlooked under normal circ.u.mstances, her professionalism made her strive for perfection.

“Didn’t you just get dumped by your crush? Apparently, the biggest joke in this room is you.” The girl’s name was Le Tian, and she was an optimist. She and Wen Shan were college mates during their Bachelor’s Degree. After their graduation, Wen Shan furthered her studies while Le Tian started this workshop. In the beginning, the orders she received were mostly smaller projects. In recent years though, she had started to take orders of higher-end models. Due to her undeterred precision and skills, she had been appointed by Gu Enterprise two years ago as their exclusive provider of custom-made models.

Wen Shan froze in surprise, then hurled a datasheet at Le Tian furiously.

“Alright, fine, don’t be so sad. I’ll receive a big cheque from this job, I’m talking six figures! I don’t have any new orders recently either, so I might as well take you out for a party. Consider it a getaway from your painful abyss,” Le Tian said cheerfully.

Wen Shan glared at her and pouted.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Le Tian didn’t want to leave her work so she asked Wen Shan to open the door. “If it’s the management, tell them I’m not in and shut the door on them. They’ve been promoting their services every hour of the day, it’s so annoying.”

Wen Shan pa.s.sed the sketches to her and walked to the door lazily.

At the door, Nalan Chunbo was looking at the door number to make sure he got to the right house. When the door opened, he s.h.i.+fted his glance towards the door and froze in genuine surprise. Wen Shan too froze like a statue, her eyes wide and her hand clutching the doork.n.o.b tightly.

They stared at each other as if time had stopped for them.

Bam!

Abruptly, Wen Shan slammed the door shut.

Xixi curled her arms around her uncle’s neck and blinked slowly. She thought to herself, ‘I think I’ve seen that aunt before.’

Ye Xicheng gaped in confusion too. Did she literally just slam the door in their faces?

After she shut the door, she knocked her head against it frantically. What was she doing?

Why did she shut the door? Why the h.e.l.l did she shut the door?

Wen Shan stomped silently by the door to calm her chaotic mind. Slowly, she opened the door again. She raised her hands in surrender and said, louder than she antic.i.p.ated, “I didn’t follow you. I’ve been here since last night, this is my friend’s house.”

Wen Shan looked at him anxiously, fearing that he would misunderstand her again.

Holding Xixi in his arms, Nalan Chunbo arched an eyebrow at Wen Shan.