Chapter 75 Lu Yiwan's Plagiarism
Jiang Yimian knew he was doing it on purpose; he just wanted her to say it.
Just like when he was in bed, he deliberately hung there, wanting Jiang Yimian to say it herself.
Then came the violent storm.
Jiang Yimian reached out and grabbed his collar. "Speak, tell me honestly, are you sure you haven't been seeing other women?"
Bo Jinzhou smiled wickedly: "I have indeed played with you before."
Jiang Yimian got angry and got up to leave, but Bo Jinzhou smiled and grabbed her hand, pulling it onto his lap. "If you don't believe me, call Song Zhou over. He knows best what kind of life I've been living in America these past few years."
"If you don't trust Song Zhou, you can ask Chen Yi."
Jiang Yimian: "Aren't they both your people? Wouldn't it be easy for them to keep it from me?"
Bo Jinzhou clicked his tongue. "Why would I need to hide it from you?"
She was just saying it casually and didn't really take it to heart. She laughed and got off his lap, "Alright then, I'll believe you for now."
While they were eating, Chu Yao sent several messages in their small group chat.
Jiang Yimian ate beef cubes while tapping her phone.
The screenshot Chu Yao sent was from a Weibo blogger revealing that Lu Yiwan's competition entry plagiarized the work of the mysterious jewelry design master, Bever.
Beve disappeared for many years, and her only work was an AR jewelry design competition she participated in ten years ago, where she won the gold medal and then vanished without a trace.
Her works have also been collected by the National Museum.
That blogger's analysis was spot on, and they even compared the two people's work.
Every detail is meticulously crafted; in fact, the similarity alone is enough to make them identical, even without considering the details.
It's a complete copy.
That blogger has a large number of followers and instantly became a trending topic, meaning Lu Yiwan's money went down the drain.
Jiang's reputation was damaged, and his stocks continued to fall.
Jiang Yimian couldn't help but look at Bo Jinzhou and show him her phone, "Did you make this?"
Bo Jinzhou's dark eyes held a smile: "No reward?"
The man leaned closer, wanting a kiss as a reward. Jiang Yimian looked away, her bright, watery eyes beneath her curled eyelashes filled with joy. "Beve disappeared for ten years, and you actually managed to find her work. You must have gone to a lot of trouble."
After all, only she knew that Lu Yiwan's entry in this competition was plagiarized from Beve.
There are so many famous designers, but few people would pay attention to someone like Bev, who only appeared once and had only one work with little fame, after disappearing for so long.
Bo Jinzhou wasn't annoyed. He took her cup and took a sip of water. "You put in a lot of effort, so you really don't plan to reward me?"
Jiang Yimian watched as he drank her water, raising an eyebrow: "You drank my water, isn't that a reward?"
Bo Jinzhou's lips curled up, "Still so good at cheating."
*
At this moment, Lu Yiwan sat on the leather sofa in Jiang's house, looking at Lu Wenchang sitting in the office chair. Her face was pale: "Dad, what should I do? This work was given to me by Jiang Yimian, I didn't plagiarize it."
Lu Wenchang's voice was cold and deep: "I know."
"That brat is getting bolder and bolder. It seems she's trying to drag me down from this position."
Lu Yiwan was filled with anxiety: "Dad, Chen Qingqing is still in A Jin's hands. She doesn't seem to have woken up yet. What if she wakes up and finds out it's you..."
The next second, she was stopped by Lu Wenchang's fierce gaze.
Her lips were pale, her face was haggard, and her eyes were filled with fear.
Lu Wenchang: "Wanwan, who is Chen Qingqing? Does she have anything to do with me?"
His voice was threatening, and Lu Yiwan shook her head, trembling, "No, no, it has nothing to do with Dad."
Her resentment and bitterness were piling up inside her; it was all Jiang Yimian's fault, that bitch.
Lu Wenchang got up, came to her, patted her on the shoulder, and smiled kindly: "Wanwan, don't be afraid. Chen Qingqing is nothing to fear. Once she's gone, she can't say anything anymore."
Lu Yiwan raised her astonished eyes, and Lu Wenchang continued, "Besides, Bev disappeared for ten years, she might be dead by now. I have already arranged for a public relations team to handle this matter."
"You can issue a statement yourself later, stating that you only borrowed from it, and that the inspiration came from the cheongsams your mother often wore. As long as Beve doesn't appear, you won't be guilty of plagiarism."
Lu Yiwan gradually calmed down. Yes, this Beverly had disappeared for so many years, and her first work won a gold medal. If she were still alive, she would have appeared on the international stage long ago.
Besides, just hearing the name makes you sound like a foreigner, so how could they possibly fully understand the meaning of Chinese knot?
Her complexion improved, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Lu Wenchang's secretary knocked on the door and came in.
"Chairman, Chairman Bo is here."
"Let him in."
Lu Yiwan wanted to leave, but Lu Wenchang told her to stay.
Bo Qingshan and Lu Wenchang greeted each other like brothers, shaking hands and embracing as soon as they met.
"Qingshan, you've finally arrived! You've kept me so busy I was completely overwhelmed."
"Is it because of the rumors online that Wanwan plagiarized?"
Lu Wenchang patted the armrest: "Yeah, you know, this person is really unethical. How could our Wanwan plagiarize?"
"These people will do anything to get attention these days. Wenchang, don't let these little brats upset you and ruin your health."
Lu Wenchang smiled and nodded, "I invited you here today because there's something I want to discuss with you."
Bo Qingshan said generously, "Just tell me, is there anything we can't do together?"
A sly glint flashed in Lu Wenchang's eyes: "If that's how you put it, then I won't hold back."
"It's like this, Bo Jinzhou is now harboring ill intentions, and my daughter Jiang Yimian is colluding with him. I'm really worried about her."
Bo Qingshan looked grave upon hearing this. "Bo Jinzhou is indeed a menace. We should have kept him under our noses back then, otherwise things wouldn't have turned out this way."
Lu Wenchang sighed, "It's no use talking about this now, but there's another way."
"What method?"
Lu Wenchang looked at Lu Yiwan and beckoned, "Wanwan, come here."
Lu Yiwan's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition came over her.
Lu Wenchang patted Lu Yiwan's hand and said, "You've watched my Wanwan grow up. She's my proudest daughter, and you're my best brother."
Upon hearing this, Bo Qingshan's brow twitched violently; he already knew what he was going to say.
"Why don't we become in-laws and stand together through thick and thin? What do you think?"
Bo Qingshan's expression froze for a moment, but quickly relaxed.
Lu Yiwan's eyes widened, and she opened her mouth as if to say something, but ultimately swallowed it back.
He stroked his chin, and Lu Wenchang, seeing this, grasped his hand on his knee. "Qingshan, only by joining forces can our two families overcome this crisis. Given Bo Jinzhou's current trend, he won't let you off the hook."
Bo Qingshan pondered for a long time before finally agreeing, "Okay."
Lu Yiwan's world has collapsed.
The next day, Bo Jinzhou got up early. He took a shower after returning from the gym, dressed neatly, and came out of the dressing room. The woman on the bed was still asleep. Bo Jinzhou went over and cupped her cheeks with his large palms.
"Baby, wake up."
Jiang Yimian frowned and exclaimed, "Get out of here!"
After being scolded, Bo Jinzhou smiled indulgently, "Want to come with me to SM?"
"I'm not going," she muttered as she turned over.
Bo Jinzhou looked a little disappointed and patted her head: "Then I'm leaving."
He said with some reluctance, "Give me a hug."
Jiang Yimian reached out and patted his head in response, and Bo Jinzhou chuckled: "Are you petting a dog?"
Jiang Yimian hummed in response.
Bo Jinzhou laughed. Well, they really treat him like a dog.
Before leaving, Bo Jinzhou instructed Wang Ma, "She will wake up around 11:30. Make her some osmanthus and red bean soup first. She can't eat anything else. Let her rest for a while before giving her some rice."
"Call me if she doesn't eat."
Aunt Wang responded with a smile.
A sleek, black Maybach sped out of the clouds, and Song Zhou reported on the day's work schedule from the passenger seat.
A laptop computer rested on the man's long legs. His expression was cold and serious, aloof and indifferent. His black suit accentuated his strong physique, making him appear sturdy and unyielding.
The car suddenly braked and stopped.
Bo Jinzhou frowned and looked up.
Mr. Zhang was also startled: "Mr. Bo, Miss Lu was fearless and came up to stop the car, so I slammed on the brakes."
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