The mysterious CEO's endless pampering

Plagiarism is a major taboo among designers. Joey was even more unhappy than Shen Yanran, the person involved, that her work, which she rated as perfect, was being questioned so much. "This reporter, do you have any evidence that Shen Yanran's work is plagiarized? If not, please shut up. Otherwise, I don't mind suing you for defamation on her behalf."

The reporter, no longer intimidated, said, "Ms. Qiao Yi, Shen Yanran hasn't even said anything yet, and you're already so eager to stand up for her. Anyone who didn't know better would think you two are having some kind of secret..."

A secret that can't be told?

The most unspeakable secret between this man and woman is nothing more than something that everyone knows.

I knew long ago that Shen Yanran had a bad reputation and was very promiscuous, but I didn't expect her to go to such lengths to win the competition, even going so far as to sleep with an old and effeminate man like Joey.

No wonder, even though Shen Yufei's design was so outstanding and perfect, Joey only gave her zero points.

He gave Shen Yanran high praise as soon as she appeared, and then gave her the only perfect score in the entire show. No one would believe that there was nothing between them.

Shen Yanran was meeting Teacher Qiao Yi for the first time today, so how could she possibly have any secrets with him?

That reporter's statement was a deliberate attempt to smear her and Teacher Joey, to create public opinion and incite discontent.

Shen Yanran's gaze swept coldly over the reporter who had just spoken. Upon closer inspection, she realized that this was the same person who had interviewed her before the competition.

He deliberately said a lot of bad things about her in front of everyone back then, and he didn't pay much attention to it. He didn't expect that she would go even further now and not even spare Teacher Joey.

It’s really too much!

Shen Yanran walked over and raised her hand in response to the aggressive reporter.

The reporter thought Shen Yanran was going to hit him, so he instinctively closed his eyes, but he didn't dodge because he knew that only by being hit could he gain the greatest benefit.

Shen Yufei was also looking forward to it and was excited. She hoped that Shen Yanran would slap that reporter, so that she would have a reason to continue to smear her.

Everyone else thought Shen Yanran was so angry with the reporter that she was about to slap him, and they were all waiting for the slap to come.

Song Lingxue, who was waiting for Shen Yanran backstage, was extremely worried, fearing that Shen Yanran might act impulsively and bring harm to her. So, ignoring the staff's attempts to stop her, she rushed over immediately.

However, she was still too late. Shen Yanran's hand had already fallen, but unlike what everyone expected, her hand did not land on the reporter's face, but instead pulled off the reporter's name tag.

She looked down at the reporter expressionlessly and said coldly, "I've remembered your name. Get ready to receive my lawyer's letter."

The reporter was stunned; she never expected Shen Yanran to pull this stunt—a lawyer's letter...

Doesn't that mean they're going to sue her?

Is this for real? At most, she's just taking money to solve problems for people; she didn't expect to get into legal trouble.

"..." The reporter was both embarrassed and anxious. She had prepared what she would say after being hit, but Shen Yanran did nothing and dealt with him in a very rational way.

The reporter was at a loss for words, so she subconsciously looked at Shen Yufei.

Shen Yufei frowned, glared at Shen Yanran several times with dissatisfaction, and then nodded to the reporter, indicating that she should not be afraid and should continue to smear Shen Yanran.

The reporter understood and continued to focus on Shen Yanran's past blemishes, "Ms. Shen Yanran, are you threatening me with a lawyer's letter because you're afraid your recent results will be affected by telling the truth?"

Shen Yanran glanced at her coldly and said, "Threatening you? You're overthinking it. You're not qualified. As for the lawyer's letter, it's because your words just now not only insulted me but also the judges on stage. You accused me of plagiarism without any evidence. You're infringing on my right to reputation, and of course I have the right to use legal means to protect myself."

With things having come to this point, the reporter, having given up all hope, confronted Shen Yanran relentlessly, saying, "Although I don't have evidence right now, you have a history of plagiarism. How can you prove that you didn't plagiarize this time? If I say nothing and let someone like you win the championship, that would be an insult to all of us! I even think that you plagiarized not just anyone, but your sister, Ms. Shen Yufei. Although your themes are different, they have striking similarities. Even I, an outsider, see many similarities. How can you still have the audacity to sue me?"

Her design is similar to Shen Yufei's.

Shen Yanran looked at Shen Yufei's work with a hint of confusion and suspicion. Could it be that she had stolen her previous designs to participate in the competition again?

Sure enough, the next second she saw a series of familiar designs. Wasn't that... wasn't that the design her mother had made in the hospital room before she died?

In her memory, although her mother struggled with illness in the hospital every day, she still insisted on teaching her to draw and design every day, so that she could have a skill to rely on in the future.

Shen Yanran was also very grateful to her mother for raising her over the years, so she carefully organized and collected all the drawings Lin Yueru made in the hospital, whether they were final drafts or sketches.

The only missing pieces were the few design drafts that her mother hadn't had time to put away before she left.

Because she was so heartbroken at the time, she fainted in the hospital and woke up back at the Shen family home.

When she returned to the hospital to sort through her mother's belongings, the design drafts had disappeared. She thought they had been thrown away by the hospital nurses as trash, but she never expected that they had fallen into Shen Yufei's hands!

Shen Yanran's brows immediately darkened, and she swept her gaze toward Shen Yufei with an extremely cold look.

Shen Yufei felt guilty and didn't dare to meet her gaze. Instead, she glared fiercely at the reporter. Why did she have to bring up her sore spot?

Seeing that Shen Yanran was silent, the reporter assumed she was guilty and pressed her for an answer: "Why aren't you saying anything? Did I really hit the nail on the head? Did you plagiarize Shen Yufei?"

Shen Yanran's face darkened. Instead of answering, she asked, "You said I plagiarized Shen Yufei, so how do you know it wasn't Shen Yufei who plagiarized someone else? Miss reporter, such double standards are unacceptable."

Upon hearing this, the audience was stunned for a moment, but they quickly realized that Shen Yanran was right. How could the reporter only suspect Shen Yanran? If anyone should be suspected, it should be everyone. It was too unfair.

Suddenly, someone in the audience shouted, "Shen Yanran is right! This reporter is so hypocritical! If we're going to prove anything, let all the designers prove that their work is original!"

Immediately, many people joined in and echoed this sentiment.

What was supposed to be a jewelry designer competition suddenly turned into a live broadcast of authenticating designs, something no one expected.

The situation at the scene was briefly out of control.

Shen Yanran ignored the commotion at the scene, picked up the microphone next to her, focused all her attention on herself and said: "I don't know whether other people's designs are original or not, and I don't want to know, but Shen Yufei's work is definitely plagiarized, and what she plagiarized is not someone else but the posthumous work of my late mother, Lin Yueru."

Shen Yufei's face turned pale instantly. She hadn't expected Shen Yanran to so directly target her.

All eyes turned to Shen Yufei, waiting for her explanation.

Shen Yufei realized something was wrong, and immediately her eyes reddened. She put on a pitiful look and said in a choked voice, "Sister, I know you really want to win the championship, but you can't wrong me just because others question you."

Shen Yanran's icy gaze pierced Shen Yufei as she said, "Whether I'm wronging you or not, you know in your heart. If you plagiarized someone else's work, I wouldn't make things up without evidence. But you plagiarized my mother's posthumous work, so I have to have a serious talk with you."

Shen Yufei kept shaking her head and said, "No, sister, you've really wronged me. Aunt Yueru has been gone for so many years. Where would I find the opportunity to plagiarize her work? You can't use your deceased mother to frame me just because Brother Feng married me instead of you. Do you know that's extremely unfilial?"

Lin Yueru's original design was in her hands, and Shen Yanran had no evidence at all. At most, she could only judge based on her memory. As the saying goes, the dead cannot testify. She did not believe that Shen Yanran had the ability to make a dead person jump out of the coffin to expose her!

Shen Yanran coldly retorted, "Whether I am filial or not is none of your business to tell me, but I will show you what it means to reap what you sow."

Shen Yufei felt a sudden pang of panic. "What do you want to do?"

"You keep saying that you designed it yourself, but can you tell me why there's a hidden letter Y and R on every piece of jewelry?" After saying that, Shen Yanran pointed out each place with a letter on the jewelry set in front of everyone, and it did indeed look like the English letters Y and R.

If Shen Yanran hadn't pointed it out, no one would have noticed that the jewelry had such a special mark.

Shen Yufei denied it without hesitation: "The place you pointed out just looks like the two letters you mentioned. It might just be a coincidence. It doesn't prove anything at all."

Shen Yanran knew she wouldn't admit it until she was faced with a corner. "If one design is a coincidence, then is every design a coincidence? These two letters represent the initials of my name, a way for my mother to express her love for me. Given our relationship, you would never put the initials of my name into your work, would you?"

Shen Yufei was convinced that Shen Yanran was dead and had no way to prove anything, so she still refused to budge and continued to deny her statement: "This is just your side of the story. Who can prove that those two letters are your name?"

Just as Shen Yanran was about to pull out one of the keepsakes her mother had left her, which was tucked around her neck, for comparison, a strong and resonant voice suddenly rang out behind her: "I can prove it."