Rebirth of the rich and powerful daughter of the embroidered daughter

"Design? She would be so kind to get the design? I think it's a weasel giving a New Year's greeting to a chicken..." Pan Yufeng spoke her mind bluntly.

As soon as these words came out, Ye Yuanshan immediately became dissatisfied.

Gazing at her coldly, Ye Yuanshan began to speak well of Ye Junxin, and then sighed and worried about her situation when it was over.

"She murdered someone, and she will go to jail. You'd better stop pinning your hopes on her." Pan Yufeng took the opportunity to encourage, coughed twice, and started to mention Ye Rou, "Xiaorou is not young anymore, and she is also working hard in the company However, now that she is working as a director in that Mengsha clothing company, she has a lot of experience, why don't you let her come back and help?"

Pan Yufeng was thoughtful, and now was a good time to take advantage of the situation. As long as Ye Junxin was caught, the Ye family would have no successors.

Ye Rou, as the only bloodline of the Ye family, naturally wants to inherit the family business.

While speaking, Pan Yufeng observed Ye Yuanshan's expression, and saw that he had a strange look on his face, as if he seemed to be embarrassed by this, and her anger flooded.

He clenched his hands tightly, stared at him and said angrily, "Don't tell me, you really count on Ye Junxin?"

Ye Yuanshan glanced at her, and snorted coldly, "I have my own measure."

Just five words, full of perfunctory, and vaguely revealing disdain for her proposal.

Pan Yufeng was so angry that his heart and liver twitched, and his face immediately showed a ruthless expression, "Are you out of your mind! You clearly know that the little bitch broke the law, but that is life! Fortunately, Mr. Huo is fine, otherwise..."

"Have you said enough!" Ye Yuanshan was upset by her constant babble.

"You!" He yelled fiercely, Pan Yufeng was full of resentment, but was speechless again.

Staring at the angry man bitterly, Pan Yufeng snorted, got up quickly and left.

Ye Yuanshan was smoking a cigarette, although the successful completion of Xinting's project was gratifying, but Ye Junxin's suspicion of murder made him somewhat uneasy.

Scenes of the past from that year came to mind. He and Ye Junxin's mother also had a very sweet time from acquaintance to marriage.

But the good times didn't last long, and he ruined this beautiful marriage with his own hands.

Thinking of Ye Junxin's mother's death, his complexion changed slightly, and the hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly.

Breathing out a pale white smoke ring, Ye Yuanshan's eyes dimmed, his heart seemed to be oppressed by something, he felt inexplicably blocked.

In fact, he didn't believe that Ye Junxin would murder someone, his intuition told him that Ye Rou must have done it.

But, for the sake of this family, and for the sake of his relationship with Pan Yufeng, he chose to keep his eyes open and his eyes closed.

Maybe it's best to look at God's will...

Ye Yuanshan sighed with emotion in his heart, and took a deep breath on his cigarette.

"The Xinting project has been successfully completed..."

In the house in the suburbs, Ye Junxin was scrolling through the news, reading headlines unhurriedly.

After a long time, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and the phone was held even tighter.

Thinking of Ye Rou's framing her, Ye Junxin felt bitter and vengeful.

The grievances and hatreds of the previous life have not been wiped out, and now there is a new hatred, the corners of her eyes twitched, and a sly smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She hated everyone in the Ye family. Although Ye's surname was Ye, her mother's natal family provided the start-up capital for this company. This company originally belonged to her mother. If her mother hadn't died early, the company might not have the surname Ye.

Mom, don't worry, I will definitely avenge my revenge, I will definitely snatch Ye Shi back!
With a frown of eyebrows, Ye Junxin put down the phone and turned to look out the window.

At this time, night fell, and the environment in the suburbs was very quiet, except that occasionally a few dogs barking could be heard in the distance.

Walking to the window, Ye Junxin was thinking about the design drawing.

Last time she threatened in front of Ye Yuanshan that she would design a series of fashions for Milan Fashion Week. Although the design drawings had been prepared earlier, she did not hand over the final draft.

She believed in her sixth sense, she had always felt that bad things might happen, and she deliberately left herself a way out.

It's just that she didn't expect this bad thing to be framed as a murderer.

Thinking secretly, Ye Junxin decisively called Zhao Yunfei.

"You want to give me your blueprint?"

After hearing her words, Zhao Yunfei was very surprised and thought he heard it wrong.

"This is a series of fashion designed by me in preparation for Milan Fashion Week. I have given the first draft to Mrs. Ye, but I haven't given the final draft to you yet. I will give the final draft to you now."

"Why are you……"

"Ye Yuanshan and I are at odds. I will take back Mrs. Ye, but right now... I don't want to give this plan to Mrs. Ye. If it's convenient for you, wait for me at the door of Mrs. Ye at twelve o'clock in the evening, and I will give it to you." Ye Junxin was very pleased. Resolutely, she thought that Huo's would definitely gain praise with this design.

It's the work of many days and nights of hard work, and she's confident the collection will be a hit at Fashion Week.

"Are you sure you really want to do this?" Zhao Yunfei couldn't believe it. After all, this was her hard work, so it was a bit unbelievable to just hand over like this.

Ye Junxin was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled wryly, "Otherwise, what else can I do? There is no good evidence to prove my innocence, if not, I'm afraid I will..."

"No, Nan Ting will definitely help you, and I will help you too." Zhao Yunfei frowned slightly, feeling even more anxious inside.

"Stop talking, see you tonight." Ye Junxin hung up the phone, looked up at the dark sky, and his mood became even more disturbed.

the next day.

Ye Yuanshan received clients for a meeting in the conference room. When the design drawings appeared, the clients were dumbfounded.

Seeing that the client's expression was wrong, Ye Yuanshan's heart sank, "Mr. Ou, isn't there something wrong with this design drawing?"

The customer glanced at him with a tense expression, "This is Huo's design."

"What? Mr. Ou...Are you kidding me? This is one of our manuscripts, why did it become Huo's design?" Ye Yuanshan was a little anxious, but he felt relieved after thinking about it for a while.

After all, it was designed by Ye Junxin himself. He never thought that what Ye Junxin gave him was only the first draft, and Zhao Yunfei gave the final draft.

Zhao Yunfei gave the design to Huo Nanting as soon as he arrived at the company. Huo Nanting knew that Mr. Ou was planning to cooperate with Ye's recently, so he called him.

Regarding everything he said, Mr. Ou was dubious, and finally came to Ye's for a meeting.

Unexpectedly, when Ye Yuanshan's design was unveiled, he was shocked.

"Mr. Ye, you are a bit of a fool. This design belongs to Huo's, and your company plagiarized other people's achievements."

"No, Mr. Ou, you must have misunderstood something. This design is really our manuscript, and it was designed by my daughter herself. How could it become the result of us plagiarizing others." Ye Yuanshan was at a loss, but the customer He didn't listen to the explanation anyway, and left decisively when he was panicked.