"No...I didn't..." Wensu felt weak and couldn't help but defend Jiang Lingyu and Wen Jing.
Both of them looked ugly, and the situation was almost out of control.
There are countless people who take photos and record screens.
Wensu suddenly realized something. Her eyes searched around, and finally settled on the left rear. A white figure stood there, with his back straight. The other person showed a shallow smile, and his eyes were bent like a crescent moon fountain.
Jiang Shu just looked at her and smiled, and then mouthed from a distance: Happy birthday.
Wensu's eyes darkened, he couldn't hold on anymore, and he fainted completely.
There was another moment of chaos.
Jiang Shu closed his eyes and said to himself, Happy birthday, Wen Shu. I'm sorry, I just learned that today is your birthday.
When she opened her eyes again, what she saw was a pair of cool yet angry eyes, staring at her from a distance.
Two hours later, the venue was cleared, all paintings were sorted and put into storage, and the suspected plagiarized painting was removed from the shelves and handed over to lawyers for negotiation.
Wensu was sent to the hospital, Jiang Lingyu and Qingying followed, while Wen Jing returned to Wen's house alone.
The venue was emptied out and there was a strong smell of people taking tea.
Jiang Shu always stood where she was, with Lu Xun by her side. She didn't know how long it took before she set off, "Let's go."
"I'm so tired from watching this scene." He calmly put his hand on her shoulder and patted her gently.
That means comfort.
When they arrived at the door, Lu Xun went to pick up the car. Jiang Shu was standing on the side of the road, but was stopped. All the bodyguards in the hotel were dispatched, but she was not allowed to leave.
"Sorry, Miss Jiang, you can't leave today."
Jiang Shu's hands were trembling a little, and she said in a deep voice: "Tell Fu Shiyan, don't bully others too much!"
The bodyguard was also embarrassed. He glanced at the direction Lu Xun was driving and said quickly: "Miss Jiang, please don't embarrass us when it comes to matters of loyalty."
It was the same room, with the lights out and the curtains drawn tightly, barely any light could be seen.
Jiang Shu was sitting on the sofa, her back still straight. If you look closely, you can see that there is a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth, which looks shocking because it has solidified.
A slender figure in front of her covered her face, and there was unconcealable anger in the deep voice.
"How long has it been planned?"
"Less than two weeks." The corners of her mouth hurt as she spoke.
Who would have thought that a few hours ago, she was pressed here by him and kissed, and a few hours later, it would be a completely different scene.
Almost paradoxical.
Fu Shiyan sneered, "Quite capable."
She doesn't speak.
"How do you know she plagiarized?"
"I deliberately left out a picture album for her, guessing that she would plagiarize the paintings in it. I just need to know which painting it is so that people can find the original work."
A very careful plan, it can even be said to be a trap, leading Wensu into it bit by bit.
"Then I asked Lu Xun to bribe the people I arranged not to bid, right?" He hit the nail on the head.
This is very simple.
Fu Shiyan knelt down and stroked the red marks on her face little by little, seeming to sigh, "Why do you do this?"
"Actually, she had every chance to avoid this fate, as long as she didn't plagiarize." Jiang Shu wanted to laugh, but the corners of his mouth hurt, "But she still plagiarized, and she deserves it!"
As soon as these words came out, the man's stroking movements changed to clamping. He used force, and his rage was pushed to its peak, "What does this have to do with you! Jiang Shu! Do you know that you have ruined her life!"