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Chapter 115: 069 Imitation (First Update)_5
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At this thought, she was thrilled, her whole body boiling with excitement.
She must carefully plan this to ensure its success.
At breakfast, Ming Chen blinked her innocent big eyes, “Xiangxiang sister, is there something dirty on Second Sister’s face? Why do you keep staring at her?”
Zhu Xiangxiang’s face stiffened, and she said insincerely, “You must be mistaken.”
Ming Ti glanced at Zhu Xiangxiang and sneered.
Ming Jing never spoke during meals, so she ignored the quarrels among them.
Back in her room, Ming Chen said to Ming Ti, “Don’t you think Sister Xiangxiang is acting weird? She’s always…”
Ming Chen frowned, unable to find the right words to describe it. “She’s imitating Second Sister, just like us.”
Ming Ti rolled her eyes, “We are learning from Second Sister’s mindset, wisdom, and social skills. That woman is imitating Second Sister, very pretentious.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
Ming Ti snorted, “What’s her ulterior motive? I have a feeling she’s up to no good.”
Ming Chen nervously said, “Will Second Sister be in danger?”
Ming Ti squinted her eyes, “Since Second Sister returned to the Zhu family, she hasn’t caused much trouble. She’s very smart; no one can mess with her. Just wait and see.”
Second Sister has a Buddha-like nature, but in reality, she understands everything.
Ming Ti didn’t gild the lily.
In the morning, Ming Jing went to sign up for the competition class, and in the afternoon, she did her summer homework at home.
Ming Chen and Ming Ti were having class in their room, while Ming Yi accompanied Granny Zhu.
The whole villa was immersed in a joyful and peaceful atmosphere.
Zhu Xiangxiang carried her bag out the door, glancing back at the villa and sneering.
She would make them regret it.
Shenzhou Group’s headquarters was located in Jiangzhou New District, covering an area of over one hundred acres. Unlike other skyscrapers, the Shenzhou Group building was shaped like a rocket, exuding modern and futuristic vibes. It had become a new landmark in Jiangzhou, attracting countless internet celebrities to check in.
Nearby, there were shopping streets, food streets, and a large shopping mall, all owned and operated by the Shenzhou Group, specifically built to provide convenient living conditions for its employees.
Zhu Xiangxiang had been waiting at the entrance for a long time before she finally saw a man in a suit come out.
She checked the photo on her phone.
Shen Ke, Shen Zhou’s assistant. Yes, it was him.
Shen Ke entered a coffee shop at the entrance, ordered a latte, and sat down by the window. Many women around looked at him, wanting to chat him up but not having the courage.
The company was swamped with work, and he had to rush back as soon as he came out for a breather. The reception had already started calling him just as he sat down.
Shen Ke picked up his coffee and turned to leave, only to bump into a young girl.
“I’m sorry,” Shen Ke hurriedly said.
The girl took a step back. Dressed in a white dress, she had a bit of coffee on her chest, and with her head drooping, she murmured, “It’s okay.”
Her voice was cold and clear like jade beads falling onto a plate.
Shen Ke raised an eyebrow, feeling that the voice was somewhat familiar. He carefully examined the girl.
The girl had short hair that reached her ears, and was wearing a white dress, her face hidden with a drooping head. She appeared graceful and elegant, without even glancing at him as she walked to the cashier.
Shen Ke looked back at her, noticing her long and stylish skirt.
“Hello, I’d like an Americano and a caramel latte,” she said.
The more Shen Ke listened, the more familiar the voice became.
After getting her coffee, the girl left without even glancing at him.
Shen Ke slowly walked out.
The girl sat down at an outdoor table outside the coffee shop, and soon after, a young woman in a professional attire ran over.
“Junior, I’m sorry I kept you waiting,” she said.
The girl smiled, “Senior, I’m the one who should apologize for troubling you. Here’s your favorite caramel latte..”