Goodbye, scumbag husband, the one who is not loved is the clown

Three days later, the organizer's official website released a statement clarifying the misunderstanding about the plagiarism incident.

However, because the works of Jiang Yi and Xu Jiayun were too similar, in order to be fair, the organizers decided to let Xu Jiayun and Jiang Yi submit a new painting as an entry for the preliminary round.

The time for repainting is three days.

During these three days, Xu Jiayun has been in seclusion painting.

After completing the painting, she put it away and personally handed it over to the organizer.

Coincidentally, Jiang Yi also came to hand in a painting.

In order to prevent the situation from happening again, the organizers proposed to review the paintings in front of Xu Jiayun and Jiang Yi.

Xu Jiayun was confident in his paintings, so naturally he had no objections.

Jiang Yi looked at Xu Jiayun deeply and expressed her agreement.

The organizer opened the two paintings in front of them.

This time, the two people's painting styles are completely different.

Although both of them changed the subject, it is obvious that Xu Jiayun's painting style still has a strong personal style.

On the other hand, Jiang Yi's painting style this time is very different from last time.

The organizers looked at Jiang Yi's paintings with complicated expressions.

It is actually very clear at this moment who the plagiarist is.

But when they thought of Jiang Yi's identity, the organizers could only pretend to be blind.

The organizer coughed lightly and said awkwardly, "Alright, both paintings are fine. Now we'll wait for the jury to select them. We'll let you know when the results are out."

Hearing this, Jiang Yi looked at Xu Jiayun.

Xu Jiayun looked at her.

Jiang Yi raised her eyebrows slightly, the provocation in her eyes not concealed at all.

Xu Jiayun just thought she was boring.

She looked indifferent, turned around and walked out.

The footsteps behind me are gradually approaching.

After leaving the organizer's meeting room, Jiang Yi walked up and grabbed Xu Jiayun's arm.

"Xu Jiayun, do you think you can beat me?"

His arm was grabbed and Xu Jiayun had to stop.

She turned around and raised her hand to push Jiang Yi's hand away.

"Jiang Yi, if you have too much free time, go back and practice your painting skills. Don't always come to me to show off your presence."

Jiang Yi's face darkened, and she stared at Xu Jiayun with increasing resentment. "Xu Jiayun, do you think you're amazing just because you can paint? Even if you're more talented, what can you change? Now Ayu's wife is me, the publicly recognized Mrs. Pei of the Pei family, and you, you're nothing... Oh, I forgot, you were once a vessel for umbilical cord blood!"

Snapped!

Xu Jiayun slapped Jiang Yi hard.

Jiang Yi was beaten to the ground, holding her chest and gasping for breath.

When she looked up again, tears were falling. Her pale face was full of innocence and vulnerability. "Jiayun, I know that Ayu lied to you back then, and you hold a grudge against me, but Ayu is just too reluctant to let me go. He doesn't want to see me leave at such a young age... If you want to blame someone, blame me. Please don't blame Ayu, and don't take revenge on my child... My child is innocent..."

Xu Jiayun frowned, looking at Jiang Yi's two different faces, and immediately realized that something was wrong.

Countless flashes of light hit Xu Jiayun's face.

Reporters suddenly appeared out of nowhere and rushed in front of Xu Jiayun.

The cameras and microphones in their hands kept pointing at Xu Jiayun's face.

Xu Jiayun took a step back, only to find that there were also reporters behind him.

There were too many people and she couldn't break free.

In the chaos, someone grabbed my wrist, and then it became dark above my head.

When Xu Jiayun was confused, a low and gentle voice fell in his ears: "Don't be afraid, I will take you out."

She was startled.

Before she could react, she was held in the man's arms and stumbled forward.

Amidst the noise, Xu Jiayun vaguely heard Jiang Yi crying out, "Ayu..."

Xu Jiayun was stuffed into the car.

When she heard the door close, she knew it was safe.

The coat on her head was taken away. She looked up and saw the person in front of her. She said in surprise, "Brother Ke, why are you here?"

She recognized Ke Yu's voice just now.

Ke Yu raised his hand to help her straighten her messed up hair. "The hospital sent me here to attend a medical seminar for half a month."

"So that's how it is." Xu Jiayun paused and asked, "Then why are you here?"

"I went to the villa. Chi Yu and A Yuan said you came to the organizer to submit your entry. I was a little worried about the rumors that were unfavorable to you online these days, so I wanted to come and see you. Fortunately, I came, otherwise you would not know how to be bullied now."

Hearing this, Xu Jiayun felt warm in his heart, "You are always so kind. It is not wrong for me to call you brother."

"I won't let you suffer any loss no matter who I let suffer." Ke Yu rubbed her head and said lovingly, "Now that I'm here, I won't let anyone bully you."

"Thank you, Brother Ke."

"Are you being polite to me again?" Ke Yu raised his eyebrows, looking a bit handsome even when pretending to be angry.

Xu Jiayun smiled and said, "Okay, I'll change it and won't say it again in the future."

The two chatted.

Ke Yu glanced outside the car and frowned slightly.

Xu Jiayun followed his gaze and looked—

Outside the car, Pei Sangyu walked out of the organizer's lobby holding the unconscious Jiang Yi.

The bodyguards cleared the way for Pei Sangyu, and the reporters could only hold up their cameras and shoot from three meters away.

Xu Jiayun only took a glance and then looked away with a cold face.

Ke Yu looked at her and sighed slightly: "Don't be too sad."

"I'm not sad." Xu Jiayun said indifferently, "I'm just a little unhappy."

Ke Yu was stunned. He looked at her and asked, "Is it because he's holding Jiang Yi?"

"No." Xu Jiayun sighed, "Because he came, I thought I would never have to see him again after going abroad, but Jiang Yi is targeting me everywhere now. The more she keeps pestering me, the more likely it is that Pei Sangyu and I will run into each other."

Ke Yu looked at her and saw disgust in her eyes, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he said, "Don't worry, Jiang Yi will stop pestering you soon."

Xu Jiayun turned to look at him, "Why?"

Ke Yu turned his head, looked straight ahead, and started the car.

Ke Yu's cold voice echoed from inside the car: "Grandma Hua told me that the last time she checked Jiang Yi's pulse, her pulse indicated that she was about to die."

Hearing this, Xu Jiayun's eyes widened in disbelief, "Really?"

"Yeah." Ke Yu stepped on the accelerator lightly, and the car slowly drove forward. "Grandma Hua said that if she was willing to cooperate with the treatment, she might be able to live for another year or two. But she simply refused to believe Grandma Hua. Moreover, she seems to have been taking some kind of illegal drug for a long time. This drug can make her now weak and depleted body look like a normal person, but it also accelerates her death."

Xu Jiayun frowned, "Did Granny Hua say how long she has to live?"

Ke Yu pursed his lips and said, "No more than half a month at most."