Chapter 176 Want to borrow money

"Eat something." Jian Mo placed the cut steak in front of her without explaining what she had done. "You probably have a lot of tough battles to fight next. How can you not eat?"

Qingying looked suspicious, "You're so weird, Jian Mo, stop being so hypocritical, don't you hate me?"

"To be honest, I don't hate her." Jian Mo said sincerely. The only thing she hated was that she mistakenly thought she was slandering her for plagiarism, but if it weren't for this incident, she really didn't hate her.

"Why?"

"Apart from being a bit princess-like, unreasonable, and arrogant, you're actually quite kind. Otherwise, you wouldn't have gone to the hospital to save me." Jian Mo said with a smile, "At most, you're brainless. I don't hate brainless, stupid beauties."

Qingying's expression changed from bright to dark when she heard this. She didn't know whether he was praising her or scolding her.

"You're the stupid beauty!"

Jian Mo held her face in her hands and said, "If there's anything you're too busy for in the hospital, you can tell me. I don't have any other skills. I've been doing well in the hospital over the years, and I'm familiar with every department."

Qingying stuffed food into her mouth reluctantly. For the first time, she found that the woman in front of her didn't seem that annoying.

"Are you showing off your superiority to me?"

"Miss, who would use these trivial things in the hospital to show off their superiority?" Jian Mo was incredulous.

Qingying was choked and paused, then she said, "Can I not tell Brother Huo about my current situation?"

This name made Jian Mo choke, "I don't need to tell him, he should already know..."

She suddenly realized and gave a wry smile, "Yes, the whole Haicheng knows about it."

There is always icing on the cake in this world, but what is lacking is timely assistance. It seems that Qingying has been treated with disdain by many people recently.

Jian Mo was waiting for a car on the side of the road, and Qingying was still sitting in the restaurant. She looked through the window at the woman's back outside with a confused look in her eyes.

She hesitated for a long time holding her phone before calling a number. The number rang for a long time before the call was connected. "Hello."

"..." Qingying took a deep breath, "I want to borrow some money from you, is that okay?"

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The car that Jian Mo was waiting for was a blue Cayenne, and when she touched the car body, it changed color slightly.

The driver got out and opened the door, "Miss Jane, please."

Jian Mo hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to face the man.

Zhou Liangqi was only wearing a black shirt today, and he looked very abstinent as he was reading the newspaper seriously.

He looked at her and smiled for the first time in a long time. "Looks like you don't need me to treat you to a meal."

Jian Mo looked ahead, "The reason you haven't replied to me yet is because of this."

Zhou Liangqi put away the newspaper and said, "The Qing family used to be wealthy, but they've been ruined in recent years. Qingying is just an old lady who knows nothing. She's the sister we've watched grow up, so we need to help her."

It makes Jian Mo seem narrow-minded.

"Your competition has nothing to do with her."

The car drove very smoothly. Jian Mo saw the spring outside, but her heart did not relax at all. "You and Huo Qichen must be brothers. You can communicate with each other so quickly."

Sarcastic.

Zhou Liangqi was not angry either. He crossed his legs and said, "I have people in heaven and on earth." This meant that he knew everything.

His directness left Jian Mo speechless. She glared at him, "Aren't you afraid that I'll tell others?"

"Just say it." He smiled.

She wanted to tear his confident look into pieces!

Zhou Liangqi's destination was a quiet teahouse. Jian Mo was reluctant to go in with him, but he didn't force her.

She knew she couldn't escape, so she simply closed her eyes and took a nap in the car. But as soon as she closed her eyes, all kinds of things immediately appeared in her mind. In the broken picture, Huo Qichen's appearance was particularly clear.

It kept her awake.

Jian Mo simply took out the sketchbook from her bag, but she didn't know what to draw for a moment. She looked around and happened to catch a glimpse of Zhou Liangqi sitting in the tea room by the window. His hair was a little messy, his profile was perfect from all angles, his nose was slightly raised, and his thin lips were slightly pursed. He had a very extraordinary demeanor.

She couldn't help but pick up the pen and quickly draw the outline. The carbon brush scratched across the paper, making a pleasant sound.

After half an hour, she patted the paper and stood it up. The Zhou Liangqi in the painting was lifelike, and the shadows covered by his long eyelashes were just right.

In the following time, she began to revise this hastily drawn painting out of boredom.

She was so engrossed in her revisions that she didn't notice anyone around her.

"What are you drawing?" a familiar voice asked.

Jian Mo felt unwell. He loosened his grip and the sketch paper slowly floated to the ground and landed at his feet.

When Zhou Liangqi lowered his head, Jian Mo wished she could dig a hole and bury herself.

He picked up the paper, looked at it carefully, and then said to Jian Mo with satisfaction: "The drawing is good."

Jian Mo couldn't find an expression to respond, "Are you saying that my painting is good, or are you praising yourself for being pretty?"

She felt the need to clear her name: "I didn't mean to draw you, I was just... a little bored."

Zhou Liangqi leaned against the car door, looking somewhat uninhibited. He raised the drawing paper and said, "Can you give me this painting?"

Jian Mo was indifferent, "Sure, as long as you don't sue me."

"I'm not a narrow-minded person."

As the lights came on, Jian Mo was busy with her work when she suddenly received a call from Xiao Chen. "Oh no! Today's Gold Award announcements are coming out, and someone has found that your design drawings are highly similar to Song Ke's!"

She frowned and wanted to use her own phone, but found it inconvenient. Zhou Liangqi reached out in time and said, "Use mine."

On Weibo, it has become a hot topic.

Xiao Chen continued to ask, "This is slander, right? Have you found any evidence?"

"Not yet. I now suspect that there is a mole inside the company."

"Don't worry about that for now, go online and check Weibo!" Her tone was as urgent as it could be.

"I don't know who leaked your and Song Ke's design draft on Weibo, and now the comments below are going crazy."

The person who posted the message was obviously a smurf. He didn't say anything and just posted the picture directly. Jian Mo's name was particularly eye-catching under the manuscript. This drawing corresponded to Song Keyao, causing an uproar.

"Isn't this Jian Mo who spoke out last time?"

"Winning the gold medal by plagiarizing... I really doubt the Huo family's level."

"Plagiarism is common these days, but this is the first time I've seen such obvious plagiarism. Awesome."

But in a short while, the number of comments exceeded 30,000, and enthusiastic netizens made the topic #Huoshi Jianmo plagiarized# a hot search topic, and were already carried away by public opinion.

He deliberately brought up the topic of Huo's family, and the target was definitely not just her.

Jian Mo subconsciously glanced at Zhou Liangqi and raised his eyebrows, meaning that it had nothing to do with him.

In the comment section, vicious and unpleasant words emerged one after another. Although they had never met her, they still assumed the most malicious thoughts about her.