Reborn As A Lucky Girl

"I know."

Xue Xueer's mouth turned up slightly and patted Lin Qing on the shoulder.

"Don't you know me? Don't be afraid. Just let her take it. I have a plan myself. You don't have to worry about me."

Seeing her say so, Lin Qing's heart was still in a state of confusion, but she still nodded.

"Well, if you can't make it, tell me. I'll let someone clean her up anyway."

"OK."

Xue Xueer smiled, and a touch of cold passed in her eyes.

Wang Xiaoling, whether you are dead or alive depends on your own choice.

After work, Xue Xueer sat in Ouyang Qing'an's car as usual.

Although she didn't speak, Ouyang Qing'an could see that she frowned slightly and pinched her face with her fingers.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing."

Xue Xueer buckled her seat belt and looked at him in the twinkling of an eye.

"I just cleaned up a thief. There will be some trouble in the next few days. I have to ask your people to watch for me and do something for me to borrow your Lin Qin."

Her tone was a little sarcastic and relaxed. It didn't sound difficult, but Ouyang Qing'an was cold.

"Just use it. Someone bullies you?"

Let her find Lin Qin. It seems that things are not simple.

"No, I met a thief."

Xue Xueer nodded the back of his hand.

"Drive."

She didn't want to say much, and Ouyang Qing'an didn't ask much. She started the accelerator and took her home.

There are some things that he can't ask her until it happens.

Xue Xueer has been waiting for an opportunity.

In the twinkling of an eye, another week has passed.

At noon, the honor Hotel held a famous exhibition. It is said that some works of well-known newcomers will be invited to the exhibition.

In particular, there are works by Wang Xiaoling, a disciple of Xue Xueer, the champion of the dark horse design competition.

Xue Xueer is very famous. Wang Xiaoling became her disciple, which was confirmed by rumors in the Lin family before. Many people came to watch this name.

But Xue Xueer didn't go to the exhibition.

Lin Qing came to her angrily and told her about the exhibition.

"I think she stole your manuscript. Didn't you say you wanted to design the mountain theme before? Her exhibition is in the style of pastoral and mountain theme. I'm so angry."

"Let her go."

Xue Xueer put up her manuscript and looked at Lin Qing.

"Are there many people watching?"

"Yes."

Lin Qing's heart is still very uncomfortable.

"I knew I wouldn't let you take her. I wanted you to take an apprentice, but I found you a white eyed wolf, Xueer. I'm sorry."

"It has nothing to do with you. What's your apology? Besides, I saw her resume and wanted to help her. Facts have proved that I can't be a good person."

Xue Xueer's mouth turned up slightly.

"But it doesn't matter. The more people see now, the heavier the fall will be."

She said calmly, as if everything was under her control, and Lin Qing frowned.

Another day later, the heat of the exhibition reached a climax.

Wang Xiaoling's name was also known, and others specially looked for her signature at the exhibition.

Wang Xiaoling naturally agreed, feeling a little elated.

"Xue Xueer, you put your money away and pushed me away. Now I still rise without you."

She looked at the works on display and sneered.

Just then, a discordant voice sounded in the crowd.

"Is there any face to say that such works are original?"

The man's voice was loud and the surrounding crowd looked at him.

Wang Xiaoling was a little anxious and came over.

When the man saw her, his eyes were full of ridicule, and then said, "what closed door disciple, I think it's an ungrateful plagiarism dog. These works were released by master Jackson in the United States last month, but the domestic exhibition was to be held next week. As a result, they were shamelessly copied."

The voice fell to the ground, and the people around were in an uproar.

Copy?

Plagiarism!

They looked at the work with doubts in their eyes.

Wang Xiaoling was almost crazy. She rushed to the man and looked at him gnashing her teeth.

"Nonsense, are you trying to discredit me and envy my talent?"

"Just you?"

He laughed, took out his cell phone and held it high.