What to Do If I Become the Villain's Daughter

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In the living room.

"This is the dress I designed for Aunt," Huo Ning sat on the sofa, her small hand pointing at the tablet screen.

Old Master Huo sat on her left, wearing reading glasses, eagerly following her finger, admiring her masterpiece.

"This dress..." Old Master Huo's eyes looked a bit dazed, "Why does it look a bit creepy?"

Zheng Jinxiu sat on Huo Ning's right side.

Hearing her husband's dangerous comment, Zheng Jinxiu hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "What do you mean creepy! This is art, it's stylish!"

Huo Ning tilted her head in a thoughtful pose, and after a moment, she stated firmly: "I think Grandma is right!"

Saying this, she turned her back and leaned towards Zheng Jinxiu, pointing at the model in the picture and continuing to introduce: "This dress is called 'Blood-Colored Bride', these red parts are the color of blood splattered on it..."

Zheng Jinxiu's face froze.

Huo Ning continued to enthusiastically explain her design concept: "It symbolizes new life."

Huo Xiaozheng came out of the reception room to see his parents looking dumbfounded and his daughter talking non-stop.

Her little mouth was still chattering: "There's also a set of veils, also in white and red... Aunt will look so cool wearing it..."

Huo Xiaozheng walked over, took one glance at the iPad, and felt his heart age several years instantly.

He calmly said: "Is this your new work?"

Huo Ning nodded, holding up the screen for him to see, with an expression seeking praise.

Huo Jing walked over as well. She had vaguely heard that Ning Ning had designed clothes for her, and driven by curiosity, she also looked at the screen.

She had thought it would be a child's doodle, but unexpectedly, the screen showed a proper model, with features similar to hers, wearing an avant-garde dress.

It was both bloody and romantic.

She let out a "Wow!" exclamation: "This is so cool!"

It truly resonated with her.

Huo Ning's eyes sparkled: "Does Aunt like it?"

Huo Jing gave a 100% affirmation: "I love it so much!"

Huo Jing's words were sincere, without a hint of perfunctoriness.

Huo Ning smiled even more happily.

"Did you draw this?"

Huo Ning nodded heavily: "I drew it for Aunt on the day of her magazine photoshoot!"

The amazement in Huo Jing's eyes hadn't faded.

She crouched down, her eyes level with Huo Ning on the sofa.

"Ning Ning, Aunt hasn't been doing well before. Aunt wants to apologize to you."

Huo Ning looked confused: "Aunt hasn't done anything wrong."

Huo Jing said self-deprecatingly: "If it wasn't for me not taking good care of you, you wouldn't have been photographed by someone. You're already weak, and I still..."

Huo Jing couldn't continue speaking.

Huo Ning jumped off the sofa and stretched out her arms to hug her: "Aunt, it's not your fault. Let's get along well from now on."

The innocent words made Huo Jing's eyes well up with tears.

She buried her head in Huo Ning's neck, her voice a bit choked: "I'm so glad to meet you, my little niece."