Chapter 108
Ai Li turned off his phone, looked at the murals covering the walls of the studio, and curled his lips with interest.
Shen Yizhi always acts superior, as if no matter how big the matter is, he has nothing to do with her.
It's really an eyesore.
Assistant Xiao Zhang stood by and watched her face become increasingly gloomy. He lowered his head and asked cautiously.
"Sister Ai, what should we do now?"
Ai Li turned his head to look out the window for a long while before he said slowly, "Doesn't she want evidence?"
"Contact the media and hold a press conference. The bigger the better. If she wants evidence, I'll give it to her."
Assistant Xiao Zhang said, "Sister Ai, when is the time?"
The amusement in Ai Li's eyes became more and more obvious. "The day after tomorrow."
"Remember the day after tomorrow, it will be a sunny day."
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Many of my friends know that Shen Yizhi is from Ocean, and after seeing the trending searches on Weibo, many of them expressed their condolences.
Shen Yizhi didn't know how many calls she received at Pei Yanhe's house in one day.
By the end, he had almost run out of water. Fortunately, Pei Yanhe next to him knew the situation and handed him a cup of water in time.
Although she was tired, she was moved.
Every call started by asking her directly if she needed help.
They didn't care whether the plagiarism was true or not and believed her without any bottom line.
Shu Xinyu instructed on the other end of the phone: "If you need any help, please tell me. Although my help is limited, remember that I am always by your side!"
After hearing these words, Shen Yizhi’s eyes almost turned red, “Don’t worry, if something really happens, I will definitely not be polite to you.”
Shu Xinyu was amused and said, "Then I feel relieved."
After hanging up the phone.
A new message came in the "Kyoto Gang of Four" group.
Chen Jinyang: [Who is Ai Li then? She wouldn't even do something so obvious as this.]
Chen Jinyang: [Zhi, how do you plan to solve this? ]
Shen Yizhi was typing on his phone and was about to send a message when a new message popped up on the other end.
Shang Kuoheng: [I heard that she is planning to hold a press conference recently]
Shang Kuoheng: [Famous journalists in the industry have received invitations]
Press conference?
Shen Yizhi had just been answering calls and hadn't had time to pay attention to the news on the Internet.
A mobile phone suddenly appeared in front of me.
Looking towards the source, I saw Pei Yanhe's handsome face.
He raised his chin slightly and gestured, "Look here."
"Oh." Shen Yizhi responded obediently, looking away to see the content displayed on his mobile phone page.
This is the response released by Rewi Alley.
@艾莉: [All questions will be answered at the press conference on September 16th. Everyone is sincerely invited to attend.]
Pei Yanhe lowered his eyes and looked at her beautiful face illuminated by the silver-white electronic light, and asked in a calm voice.
"Is there a solution?"
Shen Yizhi's eyes moved from the phone screen to him, and curved his lips: "Of course."
Pei Yanhe took back his phone, habitually pulled her wrist over and massaged it gently.
He raised his eyelids and said casually, "Do you need me to go to the scene the day after tomorrow?"
Shen Yizhi looked at him with doubt in his eyes, "Can you go?"
He had just recovered from a serious illness and could not be touched by cold water or exposed to cold wind. Ms. Tan Huiya even ordered him not to go out.
He works from home these days.
He even brought Shen Yizhi home to accompany him 24 hours a day in the name of supervising him.
Shen Yizhi, who originally treated his house as a hotel, will now directly start living in his house.
On the contrary, I only go back to my own house across the street when I need to pick something up.
"I'll be here if you need me." Pei Yanhe looked at her steadily.
Shen Yizhi's eyebrows curved: "I need you to stay by my side safely."
As for the rest, she can handle it.
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The next day.
As usual, Shen Yizhi stayed in Pei Yanhe's study.
She holds the paintbrush in her left hand, her wrist steady and natural, her expression focused, her thin back and long neck straight.
There were piles of waste paper scattered all over the floor, so much so that it looked like a carpet.
Compared with the previous few days, this kind of dissatisfied waste paper was already less, but she still felt that something was missing.
If someone who knows the matter sees the paintings on the discarded waste paper scattered all over the floor, they can't help but sigh that it is such a pity to throw the paintings away.
The door of the study was suddenly pushed open.
As soon as Pei Yanhe entered the room, he saw the mess on the floor. He lowered his eyes, said nothing, and bent down to pick up the things.
There was a loud noise behind me.
Shen Yizhi came back to his senses from the drawing paper, and when he turned his head, he saw Pei Yanhe squatting down to pick up the paper.
This scene was rarely seen, and she couldn't help but smile.
"Pei Shanshan, do you know what you look like now?"
Pei Yanhe knew she would not be able to say anything nice, so he asked without even raising his head, "Like what?"
Shen Yizhi tapped his chin with his fingertips and said in a long tone: "Like... a poor husband who works hard and uncomplainingly to clean up the mess for his wife who is not at home."
A wife who is not at home?
Poor husband?
Pei Yanhe paused slightly and raised his eyebrows slightly.
He quite likes this description.
I didn't respond for a while.
Shen Yizhi was quite proud of having such an apt description of herself, and she was still not satisfied.
"Especially now that you're working so hard without saying a word, it's even more like that!"
Picking up the last piece of waste paper, Pei Yanhe stood up and put the thick stack in his hand into the cardboard box in the corner.
Then he walked up to her and gave her a deep look.
Shen Yizhi blinked innocently, but couldn't help criticizing him inwardly. This look made him look more like a resentful husband.
Pei Yanhe saw through her thoughts and pinched the soft flesh of her cheek: "With such a rich imagination, it's really unfair for you to be a painter."
Shen Yizhi covered one side of his face, glared at him fiercely, and said dissatisfiedly: "If you pinch my face again, it will be pinched big."
Complaints didn't have much effect on Pei Yanhe.
He pinched her other cheek again, then walked out, leaving only one sentence:
"The wife who is not at home has come downstairs, and the poor husband has served you dinner."
Shen Yizhi: “…”
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