After she was done introducing her work to the audience, Mi Nuo turned to look at the reporters. “Each design definitely has a soul to it. The work made by each designer differs from those made by other designers, so it was obvious that Zhuang Nainai’s design was a plagiarized version of mine.”
After she said this, she looked at Zhuang Nainai as she said, “The design concept behind this work is easily understandable. But the actual design itself, especially the choosing of the color of the print, took very careful work. Every person is capable of love. Some people are able to turn that into a design whereas some are not able to do so. I believe that the design concept has been clearly expressed by the name of this work. If you were to come up with another story about how your love blossomed under a tree, or a love story which leaves a deep impression on someone to emphasize the story behind this design, I wouldn’t object to it.”
After she said this, she smirked. “I had a very simple concept for this work, and that’s how I came up with this design. If you are able to add a deeper layer of analysis to it, I think that’s perfectly normal.”
It was obvious through the voice-over that even if Zhuang Nainai were to come up with a love story that would startle the universe and move the gods, it would not add anything else to her design concept. This design concept was too simple. It was obvious what it meant just by reading the title. She could forcibly fit in any narrative to the work.
When the reporters below heard this, a sudden look of understanding crossed their faces. Then, they looked at Zhuang Nainai.
Mi Nuo smirked. She wanted to buy over the audience by bringing in emotional stories? But she had to first see if anyone would buy it, especially after Mi Nuo had clearly pointed out what Zhuang Nainai had thought when she had made the work. Now Mi Nuo would see what she would do next.
The reporters persistently questioned Zhuang Nainai. “Mrs. Si, what kind of backstory of gratitude are you going to give this work?”
“Mrs. Si, are you going to spin a narrative about your and Mr. Si’s love story for this design?”
“Mrs. Si, I remember that this had happened back when you were in university. Could it be… that you had already known Mr. Si when you were in university?”
“Mrs. Si, has Ms. Mi hit the nail on the head on what your design concept for this work is?”
“Mrs. Si, why aren’t you saying anything? Is it because you have nothing else to say?”
The endless questions made Zhuang Nainai purse her lips.
She gazed resolutely at the design being projected on the wall. Her gaze was a little heavy. Then, she looked at Si Zhengting. She didn’t realize how her skill at being absent-minded had given others this kind of impression. She suddenly felt as though she didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Ji Chen was scrolling through Weibo on his phone. The comments on Weibo were mostly supportive of Mi Nuo and were critical of Zhuang Nainai. They were scolding her for being a scheming b*tch and praising Mi Nuo for being witty. The comments were overwhelmingly on Mi Nuo’s side.
Ji Chen was so anxious that he was pacing randomly on the spot. But after he noticed how Si Zhengting had his presence of mind, he couldn’t help but ask, “Mr. Si, do you have a plan B in mind?”
“No,” Si Zhengting replied softly.
When Ji Chen heard this, he was shocked. No?!
No plan B. Are you planning to joke around with the Imperial Group’s reputation by going along with Madam’s antics?
Back at home, Ding Mengya and Butler Li were nervously keeping an eye on how things were progressing. When she saw this, Ding Mengya couldn’t help but shake her head. However, her gaze still remained on Zhuang Nainai. After watching the stream for a while longer, she said, “Old Li, is my eyesight going fuzzy? Why do I feel that the present Zhuang Nainai looks a little… like her?”
A look of shock crossed Butler Li’s face after he heard this. He then shook his head. “Madam, your eyesight is deteriorating indeed. Madam’s aura is completely different from hers. Moreover… she’s been dead for so many years already.”
