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nSeeing how Tang Mingyang had gone speechless, Yan Zhixing took over for him in the end.

n“Combination of the gold and jade elements of the East with the design concepts of the West. Using a minimalist stripe pattern to neutralize the rusticity of the gold and jade, the traditional and modern styles blend perfectly. Not only is it in trend with the current pursuit of a vintage charm, but the classical touch is also pleasing to the eye in the long run.”

nYan Zhixing had been influenced by Song Wei all these years, so of course, he could add a few words of explanation as well.

nHowever, in front of the creator, it was too shallow.

nSong Wei smiled, and there was a hint of danger in it. “This design has a fatal problem. The jade at the center of the circle is very apparent and eye-catching, but the simple, unembellished framework can’t match up to it at all. It looks very cheap.”

nWhen Yan Zhixing heard this, the corners of his mouth curved slightly as he revealed an amused smile. “Madam Jiang, please continue. We are in special need of such pertinent and practical advice from you.”

nA fox like Yan Zhixing had always been tight-lipped.

nHis subordinates were already at a loss from panic, but he remained unperturbed.

nLuckily, Song Wei already knew his true colors long before. She smiled even more formally than he did. “I can give you people more than just advice.”

nWith that, she took out a copy of the design draft from her bag. It was a copy of the draft that she had handed to Liu Shiying. “I can even provide you with the model template of the drafts to copy exactly.”

nAt this moment, her smile was already tainted with a threatening and sinister aura.

nEveryone present could tell that the earrings drawn on them were almost identical to the main outline of the design drafts given by PARADISES.

nThe only difference in this sketch was that the pattern of the frame around the earrings was more vintage and exquisite. It looked refined and luxurious, blending more perfectly with the gold-jade theme.

nMoreover, in an embarrassing comparison, the design drafts from PARADISES looked like cheap forgeries.

nAs the person in charge of this project, Tang Mingyang was so frightened upon seeing this design draft that he couldn’t say a word. He could only turn his head to give Yan Zhixing purposeful glances with all his might.

nHowever, Yan Zhixing didn’t panic at all. Instead, he seemed to have gotten the answer he wanted.

nHe nodded with a smile and picked up that design draft. Then, he waved his hand and said to the others, “You guys go out first.”

nIt was as if Tang Mingyang had been granted amnesty, and he quickly left the ‘execution ground’ aka the conference room with his subordinates—his tail between his legs.

nIn just a moment, only Song Wei and Yan Zhixing were left in the huge conference room.

nYan Zhixing sat opposite Song Wei with a meaningful look in his eyes. “Song Xiaocao indeed belongs to you.”

nWhen Song Wei heard this, her state of mind relaxed secretly.

nYan Zhixing only saw Song Xiaocao as Song Wei’s spy, but he didn’t realize that they were actually the same person.

nWith this answer, Song Wei appeared even calmer, “Xiaocao is a junior whom I admire very much. Many aspects of her design philosophy coincide with mine. Her works were plagiarized, and her spokesperson was also snatched away. It’s not too much to help her out, right?”

nYan Zhixing folded his hands instead and rested his elbows on the table. Propping up his chin, he observed Song Wei with interest. “Song Wei, PARADISES is the company that you founded single-handedly. Did you think of the future of PARADISES when you did this?”

nSong Wei followed his gaze and looked back with undisguised hostility in her eyes. “Although I founded PARADISES, it’s in your hands now. And, you disgust me.”

nDisgust… this word was like a sharp knife that stabbed his vitals in a flash.

nWhen Yan Zhixing heard this, the bones on his crossed hands stiffened for a moment, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

nHowever, he did not flare up. Instead, he suppressed his anger and smirked with a trace of sarcasm at the corner of his lips. “What about Sky Palace then? Why are you helping Sky Palace? Because of Jiang Mingxu?”

nSong Wei nodded frankly, “Of course.”

nThe smile on Yan Zhixing’s face faded, and his eyes—which had been hiding his emotions all this while—finally had a hint of sharpness. “You’ve only been married for a short while, and you’re already so certain of your feelings for him? Have you forgotten what a terrible person he is in the rumors of the outside world?”

n“Since I love him, then I won’t care about rumors and slanders,” Song Wei replied with considerable certainty. “He won’t behave like someone with a pretty good reputation but is actually a scum.”

nYan Zhixing frowned for a long time before suddenly announcing, “You’re not someone who will fall in love with someone else so easily. Everything you’ve done is just out of spite. Stop acting and come back to me. Let us start anew.”

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