coming completely bright.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!Song Qiao Ying spent a sleepless night, her heart pounding with worry. She still hadn't heard back from Ou Yan. Ca...Her stepsister, with tears welling up in her eyes, sat pitifully on the sofa, as if she had been deeply wronged.

Mu Jiangyue remained unmoved, coldly stating, "Who made her plagiarize qy's designs She brought this trouble upon herself."

"It's just a matter of bumping into each other!" Shen Lingqin corrected. "What plagiarism, can you please not say it so harshly"

"If you find it unpleasant, then don't copy it."

Mu Fangfei on the side seemed a little wronged, as if she had really accidentally bumped into qy, and it wasn't intentional at all.

Seventeen styles, with a similarity of 80 to 90 percent. Is this called a fashion clash If you accidentally clash outfits, will people sue you

Jiang Yue didn't want to waste time with them. She still had to deliver the hand-knitted scarves she made for her aunt and uncle before New Year's Eve. Just as she was about to go upstairs, her stepmother, Shen Lingqin, stopped her.

“Honey, aren't you going to say anything Even if Fang Fei temporarily lost her inspiration and referred to qy's designs, accidentally over-imitating them, they accused us of plagiarism. But as soon as they opened their mouths, they demanded a 30 million yuan settlement, not a single cent less! They also want us to apologize publicly on social media. Isn't this humiliating our Mu family by stomping on our face”

Shen Lingqin finished speaking and angrily glared at Mu Jiangyue, saying with exasperation, "Now, she can just say a word, and her friends will show mercy and let us off the hook. It's effortless and we won't lose face, but she refuses to help! Is there any daughter who wants to embarrass her parents"

Jiang Yue coldly looked at her, "Your abacus beads have bounced all over my face. You're shameless, and I'm even more so."

After Shen Lingqin finished speaking, she glared viciously at Jiang Yue, wishing she could skin her, drain her blood, and throw her to a pack of wild dogs... this way, Ou Yan glanced at Si Ye Chen."Si Yechen was still admiring her artwork, his gaze met hers with doting and tenderness.He shouldn't be it.>>> Ou Yan put aside her doubts, “When”Ou Yan wanted...