Weilan certainly knew, but what did the Shen Family's reputation have to do with her?
Even if it did, she didn't care.
Her mother said she was the jinx of the Shen Family, and she had no words to argue.
If she was a jinx, then so be it.
"I don't care whether it brings trouble or not, I just don't like hassle," Weilan said.
"Then you better not go to class this morning, just in case your classmates have seen the news and might ask you," Ding Lan considered thoughtfully, "I'll ask for leave for you, and there's the exhibition in two days. Come back then."
Weilan knew she made sense and nodded, "Alright, you ask for leave for me, I'll go to the Embroidery Workshop."
And so it was decided, Shen Weilan went to the Embroidery Workshop.
Not five minutes after she opened the door to the Embroidery Workshop, the door was pushed open again.
Turning around, Weilan saw that it was the Shen Family's driver and distant relative Shen Tai, followed by Shen Tianming.
