“H- Huh?”
Zhang Xinhui was dumbfounded, especially when she saw her daughter suddenly lean closer to her and stare at her like a demon. Zhang Xinhui unconsciously trembled, and her heart almost jumped out of her chest. She said in a panic, “No, Yan, Yan Yan, did someone bully you?
“It was the Lu family, right?
“Don’t worry. I, I’ll go and seek justice for you tomorrow. I’ll go tomorrow!
“But I, I just got back. Your aunties insisted I play mahjong with them, so, so…
“I’ll go back to my room to rest first. You, you sleep early too!”
With that, Zhang Xinhui practically ran away. She turned around and ran away without looking back.
“Heh!”
Qi Yan found it laughable as she stared at her coldly.
What trash upper-class family? They just enjoyed the reputation of their predecessors and ate up everything.
Someone like Zhang Xinhui, in particular, only knew how to socialize and play mahjong all day long; she would never see the family’s fall coming!
The corners of Qi Yan’s lips curled up in disdain. She suddenly thought of Lu An.
She thought of how people had fought over Lu An on that glorious and dazzling stage.
She was like a ray of light which broke through the darkness and obliterated everything. What “I don’t want her to be good at medicine, nor do I want her to be good at music. I just want her to be happy and do what she likes”!
“Heh!” Qi Yan, Qi Yan. Just like that person said, how blind are you?!
Are you stupid?
Qi Yan gritted her teeth and despised herself.
Suddenly, the phone on the counter flashed. It was a message from an old friend.
Qi Yan picked up her phone silently.
Zheng Xinrui: [Long time no see. Remember me? I saw the live broadcast. The way your brother treated you is how your four brothers used to treat me before. Want to help me out? Think of it as getting your revenge.]
Then, the other party sent her many pictures.
One after another, they were designs for clothes. Every stroke was perfect and pleasing to the eye!
Qi Yan couldn’t help but clench her fists. She recalled Fourth Brother Lu Sihao’s design style. He was a person who pursued details to the extreme in every stroke. He didn’t care how sloppy or how tacky the clothes might look to you; he only designed what he himself felt was perfect!
How could someone like that plagiarize someone else’s designs and claim them as his own?
Qi Yan found it ridiculously laughable, especially when she saw the other party asking her to help expose her fourth brother’s plagiarism. Qi Yan clenched her fists and was instantly enraged. She typed furiously and replied —
[Don’t be so full of yourself! Given your standard, how can you design such perfect works? Do you really not know who drew these designs? Don’t pretend to be good. Do you think I’ll listen to you? Scram!!]
Qi Yan was furious. She turned off her phone and went back to her room.
On the other side, Zheng Xinrui was completely dumbfounded. What was wrong with her?
She vented her anger on him. Her fourth brother had plagiarized his designs and even treated them as his own. Wasn’t this an ironclad truth?
Zheng Xinrui was speechless. Just as he was thinking about how to punish Lu Sihao for plagiarizing him, he suddenly saw a piece of news…
