Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

The background of the video is the restroom.

Xu Jing put the bag in front of the sink, then hurried into the toilet, it looked very urgent.

Soon, her figure appeared, her face was smug and smirked.

After Xu Jing went to the toilet, she quickly pulled out an A4-sized draft paper from the bag.

Then spread the draft paper on a clean, water-free washstand, use her mobile phone, and take three photos in succession to the draft paper and then hurried away.

She entered the elevator, and in the corner of the elevator, she proudly opened the photo.

When she spread the draft paper and watched the photos on the mobile phone in the elevator, the lens was zoomed in. Everyone could see through the big screen that the design on the paper was the dress that Song Haoyue is wearing now.

The colors, styles, and everything are exactly the same, with no slight changes.

The look of the host and the audience has become strange.

Under the stage, there is silence.

The video is over and no one is speaking.

Song Yiyue felt that his mind was blank in the cold.

Song Wu worry and Gu Yu under the stage, sitting without incident.

The host turned around and looked at Song Haoyue with a look of sorrow. She saw her face pale as a blank piece of paper. She used France to pull a smile. "Miss Song, do you usually design this way?"

"No...not..."

"What does it mean?"

"This is not the video I brought."

The host slightly twisted the eyebrow: "It may be that the staff got it wrong."

Song Haoyue nodded stiffly, his voice trembled. "It should be... yes...maybe..."

The host also asked: "Miss Song, take the liberty to ask, is this dress you wear really original?"

Song Yuyue’s heart was shocked, and it was difficult to carry it. He looked at the host. “I...is...yes...”

"I think it is plagiarism?!" Under the stage, there was a male audience who said loudly that he was speaking English and watching him look like an Englishman.

His words are like a word to awaken the dreamer.

The audience suddenly became awkward and everyone started to squat.

"Puerful!"

"The video is so obvious, but also ask? That piece of work is clearly she stole!"

“Is this a fashion designer? She simply insults the design word.”

"The plagiarist is getting out!"

The audience from all over the world used different voices to sing against Song Yuyue.

Song Yuyue is a tyrant, mastering the language of several countries, and she is understandable.

When they heard them swearing, they plagiarized themselves, and her heart was about to jump out of the blind eyes.

She felt a whirlwind, her body was shaking, her brain was ringing, and she was sweating.

How could this be?

What she brought, not this video, how could it be like this?

Song Yuyue suddenly swept to Song Wushou, see Song Wuyou elegantly drinking tea.

Although the distance is a little far away, she can clearly see Song’s eyes with a smile.

is her!

It is her who hurts her!

Song Yuyue’s gaze was uncontrollably cold and his expression began to distort.

She stared coldly at Song Wu, she was hurting her!

She wants to harm her reputation, thinking that she can't mix in the design world!

is her!

The host saw Song Haoyue's face become so terrible, like eating people, she slammed back two steps.

The people in the audience saw the expression of Song Yuyue, even if she did not explain, she also knew the result.

"Ah..." Song Haoyue suddenly became like crazy, jumping off the stage and rushing to Song.