After being reborn, I became the big boss's darling.

However, since she dared to openly take over the works commemorating Ci, she was naturally not without a way to deal with it. Zhao Qiuyue calmly said, "My inspiration comes from Yuan Dynasty blue and white porcelain jars. It's a traditional Chinese style design. Is it that hard to tell?"

Ci Nian continued to press, "Then why did you choose to apply this element to your work? What is the meaning behind it?"

Zhao Qiuyue was not stumped by her question, and continued fluently, "I made a special effort to find out that although Miss Luo is studying abroad, she still loves our country's clothing culture. The overseas business of the company she manages abroad is also introducing our country's culture and products to people overseas. So I think Miss Luo will like this piece."

Ji Nianci sneered inwardly, surprised that she was so well-prepared. Was she certain she could leave him speechless?

She naturally didn't know the Luo family's young lady's preferences; her choice of this element and style was purely based on her own feelings. But since Zhao Qiuyue had said so, she had no way to refute it; it was probably just a lucky coincidence.

"No wonder Sister Qiuyue's work was selected; look how well she understands Miss Luo."

"Yes, Sister Qiuyue truly deserved to win."

A confident smile played on Zhao Qiuyue's lips.

“I see.” Ji Nianci nodded. “I have one last question. How many kinds of auxiliary decorative patterns are there on this piece of Yuan blue and white porcelain?”

Zhao Qiuyue's smug expression froze.

After a long pause, she finally spoke, her tone less indifferent and composed than before: "Two auxiliary decorative patterns, wave patterns and intertwined floral patterns. Otherwise, why do you think I named this piece 'Blue and White Intertwined Floral Pattern'? It's because I think these patterns are so beautiful that they inspired me to give it this name."

"Oh...I see. It seems you've observed quite carefully." Ji Nianci had a faint smile on her face, but if you looked closely, you could see a hint of disdain in that smile.

"What do you mean?"

“If I said…” she curled her lips into a smile, “then the auxiliary patterns on it… there are more than two kinds?”

Zhao Qiuyue's expression changed instantly.

How could that be? She had carefully examined that design draft; there were clearly only two types of auxiliary patterns.

There was also a hint of doubt on Deng Jiagui's face.

Ci Ji kept an eye on his reaction out of the corner of her eye, and seeing his expression, she knew he was unaware of the matter.

But why would he say those things to himself?

Even Deng Jiagui had this expression, so everyone else in the conference room looked even more puzzled.

"What the heck? I don't think I understood that?"

"Isn't this work by Sister Qiuyue? Why do we have to say that Ci observed things so carefully when we're commemorating her?"

"Besides, didn't Sister Qiuyue say there were only two types of auxiliary runes? Why would she say there are more?"

"Was she involved in the design as well?"

"Hey, look at Zhao Qiuyue's expression. I have a feeling this isn't as simple as it seems."

"Could it be... no way?"

At this moment, the composed person was no longer Zhao Qiuyue, but Ji Nianci. She relaxed slightly, leaned back in her chair, and rested her slender, fair hands on the table, her fingers tapping the edge of the table slowly.

He looked like he was watching a good show.

"Sister Qiuyue, why aren't you saying anything?" she asked calmly.

"you……"

Zhao Qiuyue never expected that she would be outmaneuvered by this little girl.

She clenched her teeth, her mind racing.

In less than two seconds, Zhao Qiuyue's expression changed from smug and domineering to pitiful and helpless.

In memory of Ci: "..."

Even the other members of Group A were startled by the speed at which her emotions changed.

……

Zhao Qiuyue looked up, biting her lip, tears welling in her eyes, as she gazed at Deng Jiagui in the main seat.

Deng Jiagui couldn't stand her gaze. Whenever he saw her like that, he couldn't help but think of the times Zhao Qiuyue came to his office and the two of them were on the sofa...

After it was over, she would always look at him with that same gaze.

Deng Jiagui now only felt that something was burning in his lower abdomen, and it was constantly spreading and intensifying.

He spoke, his voice no longer as clear as before, and he grinned: "Tell me, what exactly happened?"

"Director, I..." Zhao Qiuyue sniffed, looking as if she had suffered a great injustice.

"I didn't want to say this, but Nianci, you've really gone too far!"

Commemorating Ci: "?"

She shuddered and subconsciously touched the goosebumps on her arm.

Wait, what's this woman doing? Where did her smug attitude go?

How can someone change their expression faster than turning the pages of a book?

The others were also shocked.

Ji Nianci calmly said, "Sister Qiuyue, why are you so agitated? I haven't said anything yet."

"Aren't you implying, both openly and subtly, that I plagiarized you? Do you have some other meaning?" Zhao Qiuyue's voice was sharp.

"That's all, that's all I meant."

Ci's expression was very innocent.

"You..." Zhao Qiuyue's mouth was trembling with anger.

Deng Jiagui patted her shoulder: "It's okay, you can continue."

Zhao Qiuyue took a deep breath, as if she had made a momentous decision, and said in a choked voice, "Nianci, I originally thought that this matter would just be over and done with. I thought you were just new to society, young and naive, and that making some mistakes was forgivable. I never expected you to be so unruly—"

Ji Nianci twitched her lips speechlessly, trying her best to suppress the urge to roll her eyes. She wanted to see what other nonsense this person could come up with.

Zhao Qiuyue's voice was so powerful it could bring tears to anyone's eyes. She loudly accused, word by word, "Didn't you say my work had three auxiliary patterns? Why did I say two? That's because your work is a complete rip-off of mine!"

……

The top level of the Shen Group.

Assistant Lin rushed in, his face showing some anxiety. "Boss, something's happened."

The man sat in an office chair, wearing a well-tailored suit, with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face.

He gently raised his eyes, his voice slow and deep:

"explain."

"Yes, Madam." Assistant Lin didn't dare to pause for a second and immediately continued:

"These past few days, the design department has been preparing for Miss Luo's welcome banquet back to the country. In Madam's group, everyone had to submit a dress design draft. Madam's design draft was stolen by Zhao Qiuyue, and then she turned around and accused Madam of plagiarizing her work."

Normally, Lin Cheng wouldn't even bother with such a trivial matter, let alone report it to Shen Ceyan.

However, since the person involved in this matter is the wife, it's no small matter. For the boss, the wife's affairs always come first.

Even if the lady gets burned while drinking coffee today, that would be a major issue.

……