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Xiao Kaiyan raised her eyes to look at her, without the slightest fear in her eyes, after a while, she chuckled lightly: "As expected of an infatuated species, does this make my heart hurt?"

The man glared at Xiao Kaiyan angrily, and the anger that was already aroused because of her was escalated by her contemptuous gesture. He could hardly control his body, and took a step forward to grab the woman's neck.

She clearly knew how important Jiang Wan was to him, and she wanted to be so ruthless. If something happened to Jiang Wan this time, even if Xiao Kaiyan had Xiao Shi behind her, he would not be merciful!
Xiao Kaiyan didn't seem to have expected Chu Wei to be so excited, his white neck was clutched by his big hands, and her face turned red in an instant, but Chu Wei still had a sliver of rationality left, and didn't have the idea of ​​killing her, maybe it was just Because of this, the panic in Xiao Kaiyan's eyes flashed away, and it was replaced by a powerless mockery.

It's not only laughing at Chu Wei's unintentional intentions, but also laughing at herself, because Jiang Wan made her bright and happy life become ashamed.

The man she had loved for a long time in front of her was full of anger, trying to strangle herself to death because of that former meddler?

The woman panted with the only breath she had until her nose and eyes became sore. There seemed to be crystal clear teardrops in the corners of her eyes, which seemed to be falling. After a long while, the corners of the woman's lips curled up with difficulty, and her voice was a little hoarse:
"Hehe... Chu Wei, let me tell you, my method of dealing with Jiang Wan is not limited to the Xiao family..."

In the Yuanyushan apartment, Jiang Wan was lying on the sofa bored, watching the latest news in the design world, throwing grapes into her mouth from time to time.

Ever since she came back from Xiao's house, she has been in a dull mood, of course it's not because Xiao Yanjin doesn't recognize her as a person, but because she always feels that she has brought trouble to Xiao Yi.

But she didn't want to bother him anymore, for whatever reason.

"Wanwan, drink some porridge, you ate too little in the morning." Jiang Wan was still distracted by the news, and was instantly brought back to reality by Aunt Su's gentle voice.

She froze for a moment, just as Aunt Su walked up to her and carefully put the porridge on the table.

The past few days may be a pregnancy reaction, Jiang Wan always said that she has no appetite, and only takes one or two bites when eating, Jiang Wan is depressed all day long, Ye Su sees it in her eyes and hurts her heart.Whenever I have time, I will help her prepare some light porridge.

Jiang Wan looked up at Ye Su and nodded slightly.

"Aunt Su, do you find it annoying to stay with me all day?" Jiang Wan sat up straight from the sofa, patted the seat beside her, and wanted Ye Su to sit down with her.

In fact, since she came back from Gufeng Village, Ye Su has been taking care of her almost every step of the way. She is like an ordinary mother who always reminds her to pay attention to her body. In the past, Jiang Wan only thought that she was gentle and kind. , but never had such a new feeling.

Ye Su is just like her mother, she will help her to carry big things, and she will also help her to take care of trivial things. When Jiang Wan thinks of this, the corners of her mouth can't help but rise. Seeing Aunt Su sitting down, she leans closer to her depend on.

"Why do you feel annoying? I take care of you just like you take care of Xiaoyi, never feel enough." Ye Su smiled faintly, fine lines could be vaguely seen in the corners of his eyes, perhaps because he was too busy with work these years , Time has shown no mercy to her.

Jiang Wan stared blankly at her, her eyes flickering, and suddenly felt that she had never been so happy as she is now, Jiang Wan pursed her lips, and leaned her head on Ye Su's shoulder, like The child is acting like a baby to his mother, but just like this, he has a full sense of security.

The two of them cuddled together like this, the warm winter sun shone in from the window, making the ground mottled.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Ye Su's mouth, as she stroked Jiang Wan's head with her warm hand, she suddenly remembered something, but her voice was as calm as ever: "This morning, I received another invitation letter."

"Huh? Aunt Su is so concerned about this?" Jiang Wan leaned into Ye Su's neck, not knowing why.A few days ago, Aunt Su was still persuading her not to hurt herself because of work. After all, she is not alone now, and there is a baby in her belly.

"I'll listen to you, throw away these invitations." Jiang Wan's slender fingers stroked her swollen belly.

Ye Su's expression darkened, and she looked down at her: "Wanwan, this time is different, the invitation letter was sent by the Evans team."

The woman said in a low voice. Although she didn't know the master figure in the design world, she had heard about this Evans. Jiang Wan's first design draft was inspired by the work of Evans' team. , Jiang Wan has always regarded him as her enlightenment mentor.

Although the two have never met, they are connected invisibly.

Jiang Wan was stunned for a moment, her expression became tense, and she asked uncertainly, "Is...is that French designer Evans?"

Climbing up the steps along the quaint avenue of the last century, the sky here seems to be infinitely drawn closer, and it looks close to your eyes, with white cotton candy-like clouds sticking to the top of your head. When you are really in this environment, Even the mood will be inexplicably improved.

The invitation letter was sent to Jiang Wan's apartment that day. She didn't hesitate too long before deciding to come to France for the appointment. Maybe it was because she wanted to help that young self fulfill her original wish. She felt that she couldn't miss this time no matter what. invitation.

Evans has a weird personality, and not many people can receive his invitation letter. Jiang Wan checked the address of the invitation letter carefully, and knocked on the door without thinking much.

It was ten o'clock in the morning for a seminar on Evans' design project, and she wasn't too late.

The seminar room is not big, but it is full of seats. Everyone is very punctual. Not long after Jiang Wan arrived, the seminar started. Evans sat in the first seat, chatting about the future of French design. He didn't even introduce himself, and didn't pay attention to Jiang Wan who he had invited.

"Miss Elanda, you have won the gold medal in the International Design Competition twice, are you interested in teaching us your experience in plagiarism?" Just as Jiang Wan was still puzzled, Evans turned the conversation around, and the first thing he said was full of enthusiasm. malicious.

Jiang Wan's smile instantly froze on her face, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

"The design draft you prepared for our seminar, in my opinion, is too naive. Is this the level of a gold award designer?"

The other designers also laughed when they heard the sound, and followed Evans' words, pointing fingers at Jiang Wan's carefully prepared design draft, and sneering at each other.

A seminar went on like this for a long time, like a joke, and finally broke up unhappy.Although Jiang Wan was unhappy, she always felt that something was wrong.

Jiang Wan frowned slightly. The reason why she took Evans as her first mentor was not only because of his strong professional ability, and the works he designed many times have amazed the world, but also because of his own personality. Gentle, he is the ultimate gentleman in dealing with people, but the him she saw today was a different face.

Why did he change his personality for no reason? Among them...

Jiang Wan pursed her lips and stopped Evans who was about to leave the table.

"Evans, I want to know, did I do something wrong?" Jiang Wan looked up at him. Although she spoke humbly, the expression on her face was not gentle.

The white-haired Evans was obviously taken aback when he heard the sound, his eyes dodged for a moment: "You are not wrong."

The old man's voice was very deep and sounded more comfortable: "If you are interested, you can check your reputation in France."

Jiang Wan stood beside him, staring into his deep blue eyes, not understanding what he meant.

"I don't know who you offended. You have almost reached the point where everyone in France despises you. Every designer and company that is well-known in the design industry has received warnings from the royal family and nobles." The old man said in a serious tone. Slow down, while talking, he led Jiang Wan into his office.

"The royal family warned us that no matter what occasion we meet, we must keep a distance from you. Now in mainland France, not only the design industry, but even people who can access the Internet in the whole country know that the winner of two gold medals in the international design competition , is a plagiarist."

Evans spoke softly, and took out a document from the corner of the table. The word "Warning" was written on the black paper bordered with gold. Jiang Wan stared at the black document, as if her soul had been sucked out by a black hole. Yes, I can't come back to God for a long time.

"Why did you choose to tell me the truth of all this?" Jiang Wan collected herself, her maroon eyes shining brightly like stars.

"You asked, so I'll tell you." The expression on the old man's face relaxed a little. In fact, as early as a few years ago, when Jiang Wan published his first work, he had already paid attention to her, because Evans thinks that no one can see through the deep meaning of her works, but Jiang Wan is an exception. She not only understands the meaning, but also uses this as inspiration to design her works.

Among all the juniors, he has the deepest impression on Elanda, and both of them also design evening dresses. To him, Elanda is more like his invisible confidant.

Jiang Wan sighed lightly, feeling a little disappointed that she didn't get a definite answer from Evans, but this sense of loss was fleeting, followed by deep doubts.

"Who is that so-called royal nobleman?" Jiang Wanyue narrowed her eyes slightly. She didn't remember what kind of royal nobleman she had committed in France. Who was it that was so malicious towards her?

"Princess Dane." Evans sat down at the desk without looking at her.

Jiang Wan repeated it in a murmur, hurriedly said goodbye to Evans, and ran out.

Design is as important to her as life. She feels that she does not allow others to tarnish her reputation. Why this so-called concubine made such a move to boycott her puzzled her.

Most of the time, especially when it comes to design, she is not a person who can hold her breath. It is not her style to be accused of plagiarism and not fight back. This time, she must ask Dane to clarify.The more she thought about it, the faster she walked, but as soon as she ran out of the company, she bumped into a familiar figure head-on.

"I don't know Miss Jiang, do you still remember me?"