Chapter 1930: Chapter 1930: Mirror World (7)
Yu Shi observed for a while, her expression darkened, and she said gently to the woman: "This matter is past; I don’t intend to pursue it, so let’s not talk about it anymore."
Her magnanimous demeanor made everyone feel compelled to applaud her.
"Yu Shi, you should sue her. Look, she doesn’t show any signs of remorse!" To plagiarize right in front of the original author and still dare to be so arrogant.
Yu Shi shook her head: "Forget it."
Chuzheng rose calmly, her silhouette graceful and relaxed, yet her every movement exuded elegance.
The Yu Shi who was able to look down on her just now suddenly found herself unable to view her with the same gaze.
There was an oppressive sensation that made her uncomfortable, a constant urge to lower her head in submission to Chuzheng.
She had experienced this feeling in certain situations, with those influential powerhouses.
But none of them gave her such a strong feeling.
It was intense enough to make her feel palpitations.
"You ought to sue me," Chuzheng spoke with chilly indifference, not caring at all.
Yu Shi hadn’t comprehended what Chuzheng meant by those words before she turned and left without any attachment.
Nothing at all like the embarrassment she imagined.
She was indifferent yet confident, flamboyant yet restrained, like the fiercest flower blooming atop a snowy mountain, not bending even in the biting wind.
Most importantly, what did she mean by that sentence?
What did she mean by saying Yu Shi should sue her?
Is she... No, it’s impossible.
Yu Shi quickly brushed aside any impractical thoughts in her mind.
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"President Yuk, are you leaving? I need to grab something, please wait a moment, I’ll see you off." A man hurried over and said deferentially, then quickly moved towards them.
The man was puzzled, seeing so many people standing here, he grabbed the car keys from his previous spot. As he turned, he saw Yu Shi.
The man’s expression momentarily went blank, a barrage of thoughts flashed in his mind.
What the hell is going on here!
The original author ran into the plagiarist, was there a historic showdown just now?
From President Yuk’s demeanor, she doesn’t look defeated at all...
Seriously!
"Mr. Dai," Yu Shi spoke, proactively reaching out her hand: "Hello, we met once at the show last time."
Dai Mi certainly recognized her.
She’s in the limelight, and the plagiarism incident has made her even more famous.
It’s said that many are trying to recruit her now.
Their company’s standards are higher than others; Yu Shi hasn’t yet been listed among the designers they wish to recruit.
But according to Dai Mi’s data, Yu Shi doesn’t seem to have any intention of switching jobs.
"Hello, Miss Yu," Dai Mi shook hands with Yu Shi briefly and quickly let go: "President Yuk is still waiting for me, I’ll be leaving first."
Since he is currently serving Chuzheng, Dai Mi said nothing more and swiftly returned to Chuzheng’s side under Yu Shi’s puzzled gaze.
This time, Yu Shi heard Dai Mi call her: "President Yuk."
Yu Shi’s palm suddenly tightened.
What’s going on?
How did she become President Yuk?
Yu Shi knew all too well where Dai Mi worked, why would he call that woman President Yuk?
"Yu Shi, you’re just letting her leave like that?" The woman couldn’t stop nagging: "You should let everyone see her true colors, that disgusting plagiarist."
This remark seemed to agitate Yu Shi; her face turned a few shades paler.
Reputable designers cherish their reputation and steer clear of any association with plagiarism.
Once entangled in such matters, it’s highly likely to sever their invitation to the pinnacle.
Of course, there are some who are completely unafraid, taking the ’black fame’ route within the entertainment industry.
Yu Shi knew exactly how her work came to be, and now hearing the woman’s words made her inner thoughts tremble with panic.
"Yu Shi, what’s wrong? Why does your face suddenly look so bad, are you feeling unwell?"
"I’m fine..."
Yu Shi forced a smile, exchanged a few words with the woman, then made an excuse to leave.
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Chuzheng caught a ride with Dai Mi to return home, glancing over at Yu Shi’s house while passing by.
Yu Shi’s father was sitting at the door enjoying the sun, appearing quite leisurely.
The door was open, offering a clear view inside.
Though not spacious, the house was fully equipped, comfortably arranged, clearly an arrangement meant for enjoyment.
Given Yu Shi’s current status, she could easily move into a better house.
Why doesn’t she choose to move?
Is it out of sentimentality?
Chuzheng didn’t believe it.
There must be a reason for Yu Shi living there, a chance to go inside and see is needed.
Is sneaking into someone’s room not quite right...
It doesn’t match my identity as a big shot.
Chuzheng thought about these random things upon returning home. Mother Yuk was busy with the plants and greeted her anxiously upon her return, showering her with concern.
Chuzheng: "..."
After returning to her room, Chuzheng took out her ID card to verify her age—she was indeed twenty-six, not sixteen.
How worried were Father Yuk and Mother Yuk about her resorting to self-harm?
Sigh.
Chuzheng glanced at the mirror; the reflection was of her room, unchanged by night.
After dinner, Chuzheng sprawled on her bed, scrolling through her phone.
Through a group chat, she spotted someone mentioning her name; her hand paused upon exiting, she observed the conversation.
[How arrogant?]
[It’s too disgusting, plagiarizing and then deliberately showing up in person. If I were Yu Shi, I wouldn’t let her off so easily.]
[Truly shameless.]
[She probably can’t find a job anymore, I heard many companies have blacklisted her.]
[With so much negative history, who would dare hire her, unless they’re hoping their company lives a short life?]
Chuzheng scanned through, gathering that someone had spread today’s incident.
The conversation mainly revolved around that event now.
Most were criticizing her.
After all, she was burdened with a plagiarism reputation.
Chuzheng found the bashing boring, and promptly exited the chat.
Dai Mi sent a friend request; as soon as Chuzheng accepted, a flood of work-related messages arrived in quick succession, startling her enough to blacklist him immediately.
Dai Mi: "..."
Dai Mi, confused, requested friendship again, noting: President Yuk, did I leave something undone at work?
Chuzheng ignored the request, placed her phone on silent, and tucked it under the covers.
Then she looked up to see the boy in the mirror.
The boy frowned slightly, tending to a wound on his back through the mirror.
The boy’s back wasn’t broad, but it was strong; the fair skin made the wounds appear quite fierce.
Chuzheng recalled the message—
Brother Mu, it’s scheduled for Friday afternoon at three, at the Central Sports Complex.
Chuzheng pulled out a chair to sit, watching the boy in the mirror tend to his wound alone, exuding a hint of impatience but no sign of pain.
"Brother, can I come in?"
As the clear voice sounded, Chuzheng heard the door knob being turned.
The boy’s brows knitted, a trace of dislike flashed in his eyes, and he quickly put on clothes.
The door didn’t open, so the voice continued to ask: "Brother, I have something to say, can you open the door for me?"
The boy lowered his brow, tossed bloody swabs and cotton completely into the bin, refusing the voice with silence. He flipped open a practice booklet, donned headphones, and ignored it altogether.
