Mr. Sheng's Newly Married Mute Wife

Wang Qingwan glanced at Yan Liang: "Dear sister, let's go out together. It doesn't matter if you can't speak. I will speak for you!"

Yan Liang took a deep breath, and under her piercing gaze, he walked to the front of the catwalk with steady steps and stood next to the model.

"As long as you beg me now, I will smooth things over for you. At least I won't make you look too bad!" Wang Qingwan leaned close to Yan Liang's ear and said gloatingly.

Her eyes were shining with excitement, and she looked at Yan Liang's face with ill intent, hoping to see panic in her expression, but unfortunately Yan Liang disappointed her.

"Hmph!" Wang Qingwan shook her head disdainfully, threw the curly hair hanging in front of her chest behind her shoulders, and stepped on her eight-point high heels, swaying the arc of the Möbius strip in a charming manner.

Everyone's realization was instantly attracted to her.

She turned and bowed towards the audience with a smug smile on her face.

Yan Liang's cold eyes swept across the entire audience, and the noisy voices suddenly quieted down a bit, with all eyes focused on the two of them.

The flash lights flashed at them, dazzling them.

Wang Qingwan raised her head proudly, with the corners of her mouth curled up, and said in a high-pitched voice: "Dear leaders, judges, and guests, I am Wang Qingwan, the design director of Fanjian. I am very happy that the gray haze-themed clothing I designed has been liked and recognized by everyone!"

She gestured to Yan Liang with her hand, and introduced with a smug smile on her face: "This is Yan Liang, Xi Yan's designer, and also my sister! Yan Liang was lost for many years and was only found not long ago. She grew up in an orphanage and didn't have the opportunity to study abroad like me. In order to get more attention from my parents, she likes to compete with me in everything. I believe everyone can understand this feeling!"

There was an uproar below. Wang Qingwan smiled and covered her lips. "My sister used to be a designer for Fanjian. Not long ago, I found out that she stole my designs, so I fired her. Maybe she was unwilling to accept it and wanted to beat me in the fashion competition. This kind of courage to not admit defeat is commendable, but she shouldn't have stolen my designs to participate in the competition again!"

"I feel sorry for my sister. She has been living in poverty for nearly 30 years. My parents and I are willing to do our best to compensate her. I don't blame her for seeing me as a thorn in her side, but her disappearance was not my fault, nor was it my parents' fault. It was just an accident. Over the years, my family has never stopped looking for her." She raised her fingers and gently wiped the corners of her eyes.

"But I can't allow her to mess up the rules of the competition because of my pity for her, and I must not encourage this kind of plagiarism. I don't know how she made it to the finals. I request the leaders and judges to eliminate her and investigate the responsibilities of the relevant personnel!" Her voice became high-pitched again, with a righteous expression, "However, please don't blame her too much. She is a deaf-mute, very pitiful!"

These words caused an uproar, and the discussion among the crowd became even louder. The judges had different expressions, whispered to each other, and cast complicated glances at Yan Liang from time to time.

Wang Qingwan turned her head and gave Yan Liang a sly smile, her eyes flashing with viciousness and the corners of her lips curled up in a triumphant arc.

Yan Liang was about to defend himself when the crowd suddenly split into two sides. Sheng Boyan, dressed in a pure black suit, with a serious expression, supported an old man with white hair, parted the crowd and walked slowly.

"Who is that important person? Why did he come so late?"

"I don't know him. Isn't the handsome guy next to the old man Mr. Sheng from Jinhe Real Estate? Is he also interested in the fashion show?"

"It's probably the investor. This plagiarism is another big scandal. The costume contest has new tricks every year!"

"It's not plagiarism, it's stealing! Didn't you understand what Miss Wang said just now?"

"Miss Wang? You mean, that Yan Liang is also Mr. Wang's daughter?"

"Which one is the real daughter and which one is the fake one? Generally speaking, the fake daughter will cheat and frame the real daughter. That's what's written in novels."

"Tsk, there are also real daughters who are psychologically unbalanced and want to drive away the fake daughters."

The topic went off the topic, and Sheng Boyan had already come to the front with the old man.

"Minister Qin! Why are you here?" The Deputy Minister of Culture's eyes widened, and he hurriedly left his seat and went to greet him.

The uninformed judges looked at each other in bewilderment: "Which minister is this?"

"I recognized him. It's Minister Qin from the Ministry of Culture! He rarely attends events. He has been the deputy minister in recent years. Why is he here today?"

As soon as the judges learned the old man's identity, they all stood up and went to greet him.

Yan Liang looked at Sheng Boyan with clear eyes. Sheng Boyan raised his head, looked over the crowd, and gave Yan Liang a reassuring look.

Yan Liang understood what he meant, and her heart warmed up. She suddenly gained strength and no longer felt the tragic feeling of fighting alone. At least she still had him standing behind her at all times, providing her with solid support.

A smile bloomed at the corner of his lips, and Yanliang straightened his thin but stubborn back.

"Minister Qin, how did we disturb you?" Someone came up and greeted with a smile.

Minister Qin sat down on a seat at the edge of the judges' table, took a few breaths, and said in an old, hoarse voice: "As soon as I came in, I heard that someone had plagiarized or stolen? How shameful! The art world has really been going downhill in recent years, with all kinds of despicable behaviors emerging one after another. We can't let them go easily!"

"Yes, the minister is right. We should rectify this evil trend!"

"Just sit here and watch. If we find out who plagiarized, we will ban her from the industry!"

Everyone commented.

Sheng Boyan got a chair from somewhere and sat down next to Minister Qin. He looked at the judges with a stern expression and smiled, "She should be banned. Not only in Yancheng, but also in the whole country and even abroad. Such a scum cannot be given a chance to turn things around!"

His voice was cold, and to everyone's ears it was like a winter rain in midsummer, and they couldn't help but shiver.

Wang Qingwan's expression changed, and the thick foundation cream covered the paleness of her face. Her eyes flickered and she looked around anxiously, but she could not see the shadow of Shen Jianxi.

He bit his lower lip, clenched his fist unconsciously, and stared at Yan Liang fiercely for a moment when no one was paying attention. He kept telling himself in his heart: Don't be afraid! They have no evidence! Words are not enough. Who would believe that I, a college graduate from Country F, would plagiarize the work of a poor orphan? It's ridiculous!

Wang Qingwan prepared herself mentally, and the panic caused by Sheng Boyan's appearance immediately subsided.

She bowed slightly to Minister Qin and said earnestly, "Please don't punish my sister Yanliang so harshly. She is still young and ignorant, and this matter was mainly caused by me. I will persuade her and let her stop being hostile to me. I can bear all the losses caused by my sister, and I promise that such a thing will not happen again in the future!"

"Are you so sure that it was Yan Liang who plagiarized and not you?" Sheng Boyan curled up an evil smile, looked at Wang Qingwan sharply, and said in a cold tone.

Wang Qingwan's expression froze, and her smile was a little forced: "Haha, did I plagiarize her?"

"No, it's not plagiarism, it's stealing!" Sheng Boyan said sternly.

"Ha, Mr. Sheng, I understand your desire to protect your wife, but you can't lie with your eyes open, right?" Wang Qingwan's voice trembled slightly. She stood on the stage with her neck stiff, looking down at Sheng Boyan, "Do you have any evidence? Words are not enough!"

"I can testify!" Han Jinghua jumped up and pointed at Wang Qingwan and said, "I used to be the design director of Fanjian. I can prove that Gray Haze was designed by Miss Yanliang and was stolen by Miss Wang to participate in the competition!"

There was an uproar below, some believed it, some questioned it, and the judges once again looked confused.

"Hahaha! You said it yourself, you're Fanjian's former design director!" Wang Qingwan laughed wantonly, revealing two rows of extremely white teeth. "You gave false testimony because I stole your position and you resigned in anger, and you've been holding a grudge against me ever since, right? This is against the law!"

Before she finished speaking, she glanced at Yan Liang with ulterior motives: "Don't sow discord between us sisters. Don't speak for Yan Liang just because she is deaf and dumb!"

"Who said I'm deaf and dumb? No, I can speak!" Yan Liang's clear voice, like the chirping of an oriole in a valley, echoed in the conference hall.