Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!
Chapter 354: Mr. Luo, Aren’t We Unfamiliar?

Chapter 354: Chapter 354: Mr. Luo, Aren’t We Unfamiliar?

Lin Manru simply couldn’t believe what she had heard.

"What, what?! Free? How can this be?"

On the market, a single thread from Miss Jin Zhen, Liu Suqing, was exceedingly difficult to come by.

Liu Suqing smiled calmly, "The Furong Cake you brought me is already a priceless treasure, incomparable to that filthy money. Moreover, I see a connection between us, especially with your daughter."

Saying this, she looked towards Jiang Li, her eyes brimming with unabashed admiration.

"She has a lot of spiritual energy, and talking to her lifts my spirits. Consider this creating a bond of fate."

Seeing Liu Suqing so resolute, Lin Manru didn’t persist further and quickly folded the design draft, placing it in front of Liu Suqing.

"Master Liu, I will have the sample garment sent over tomorrow."

"Good, come and pick it up in a week."

...

On the way down the mountain, Lin Manru was still overcome with emotion.

"Only a master could embroider such complex embroidery in just a week."

"It all feels like a dream. I can’t believe I am actually interacting with the fabled Miss Jin Zhen, and she’s even agreeing to embroider my gown."

The more Lin Manru spoke, the more excited she became, her eyes shining with excitement and longing.

Before today, she had been continuously backing out.

The fashion design industry had long been saturated. Not only had she entered the field late, but she had also wasted so much time, only picking up the profession once again under her daughter’s encouragement when she was already well into her middle age, far behind her peers.

Her family’s support was minimal, and her father-in-law was cold and sarcastic daily.

She had once thought that maybe she had made the wrong choice.

However, today, after talking to Liu Suqing and hearing her affirmation, her confidence returned in full.

With this in mind, Lin Manru grasped her daughter’s hand tighter.

"Lili, thank you. When everyone else doubted me, you were the one who kept supporting and helping me through my troubles. I don’t know how to thank you enough."

Jiang Li responded by patting her hand back.

"Mom, we’re family. Helping each other is what we should do, no thanks needed. Rest assured, as long as I am here, you’ll have the courage to chase your dreams."

As the sun set in the west, the silhouettes of mother and daughter stretched long against the ground.

...

...

Saint Ambrose College.

The man’s silver sword, agile as a snake, streaked through the air and struck his opponent’s armor squarely.

Instantly, the leather armor shattered, and the man inside fell to the ground, his face stricken with fear.

Zhao Lang, his expression calm, sheathed his sword and the faint color of his thin lips uttered a few words—

"You’ve lost."

The professor, witnessing this, excitedly blew his whistle, "Add ten points to Zhao Lang for this swordsmanship class!"

Amidst the cheers of those around, Zhao Lang removed his helmet, ran a hand through his deep brown hair, and walked into the shadow of the long corridor.

Waiting there, Zhou Xu and Pei Ye immediately approached him, offering towels and water.

Zhou Xu’s flattery was particularly effusive.

"Boss, that was too cool! That strike, wow, claiming you are the reincarnation of the legendary warrior isn’t an exaggeration."

"Look at that Daniel, insisting on a one-on-one duel with you, and wasn’t he just utterly defeated?"

Pei Ye: "...."

Zhao Lang: "...."

He patted the towel onto his chest, "Save those words for someone else’s ears. I’m not impressed by flattery. Instead, spend your time looking out for her."

"Her? Which her?"

Pei Ye shot him a look as if he were looking at a fool.

Zhao Lang scoffed, "Who else but Jiang Li?"

"Oh, you mean the fortune teller?" Zhou Xu took the water from Zhao Lang’s hand and drank as well, "Oh boss, you don’t need to worry about her. She’s been living the life lately—filming with handsome guys in the group yesterday, studying with another in the library tomorrow, and having yet another come over to play music at her place."

"Cough, cough, cough." Pei Ye coughed loudly, then continuously signaled Zhou Xu with his eyes and eyebrows.

Zhou Xu finally noticed Zhao Lang’s increasingly darkening expression.

"Boss, what’s wrong? Don’t tell me you also want to go on a date with a handsome guy?"

Pei Ye: "......"

How did he get stuck with such a brain-dead teammate?!

Zhao Lang became more and more depressed.

No wonder there hadn’t been a single call recently, someone had already forgotten her to the ends of the earth.

No, this wouldn’t do.

He absolutely had to make his presence felt!

So, he turned around and made a phone call—

"Hello, Assistant He, I need a favor......"

...

...

Ever since that day after the costume photo shoot, Luo Xingmu hadn’t seen Jiang Li on set for several days.

Jiang Li hadn’t appeared for days.

And he had been depressed for several days.

Was it because she was depressed by the online public opinion?

But he had already clarified for her on Weibo.

So was it because she disliked him that she didn’t come to the set?

The more he thought about it, the more Luo Xingmu felt that this reason was the most plausible, and his worries grew day by day.

Regretful, he had even almost asked his manager to inquire about Jiang Li’s home address to visit her personally.

Finally, a day later, Jiang Li appeared at the entrance to the set.

After that public opinion storm, her popularity had increased quite a bit, and she even gained many movie fans, all of whom were squatting at the entrance of the set just to greet her.

Luo Xingmu was anxious.

He had been standing at the window of the dressing room for half an hour before he saw her walk through the crowd.

So he quickly straightened his attire and pushed open the door to go out.

The timing was just perfect, as he ran into Jiang Li as soon as he stepped outside.

Luo Xingmu stood still, his hand already out to greet her.

But she just smiled slightly at him before walking towards the other end.

Luo Xingmu: "...."

Had she not seen him?

Didn’t she know how much pressure he had taken on to speak up for her?

Feeling unwilling to let it go, Luo Xingmu stepped forward and called out to her.

"Hey, Jiang, Jiang Li!"

Jiang Li turned her head, "Mr. Luo, what’s the matter?"

A single retort made Luo Xingmu feel utterly embarrassed.

"Um..." he looked around and found no topic to latch onto, so he could only hand the bag in his hand to Jiang Li, "Uh, have you eaten breakfast? I have an extra portion here."

Jiang Li glanced at the breakfast bag in his hand, then her gaze moved to his slightly reddened ears, and she chuckled lightly:

"Mr. Luo, aren’t we not very familiar?"

Luo Xingmu’s face stiffened, and he awkwardly withdrew his hand, biting his teeth before saying:

"I’m sorry, my attitude towards you wasn’t very good before, and I apologize for that, but I also spoke up for you, so we’re even now, right?"

"How can we be even?" Jiang Li continued to smile, "Mr. Luo is full of energy now, shouldn’t you be thanking me profusely?"

Luo Xingmu’s mouth dropped open in surprise.

She had known the inside story all along!

So, he quickly took a step forward.

"How did you know that restaurant was going to have trouble? Does it have something to do with you?"