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Qiao Anran's room.

Qiao Anran was lying on the bed, turning left and right and still couldn't fall asleep. Thinking about what happened in the afternoon, she felt as if she was being bitten by countless ants. She closed her eyes slowly, and suddenly opened them. Once she opened them, the room There was a sudden knock on the door.

Qiao Anran propped herself up cautiously, and asked in a cold voice, "Who?"

"It's me, Wen Qian, designer Qiao, are you asleep? I have a call and I want to talk to you. I wonder if you have time." Outside the door, Wen Qian said softly.

Qiao Anran breathed a sigh of relief, thinking of the way she looked at her when she saw Wen Qian in the afternoon, her heart trembled, and she subconsciously opened her mouth to refuse, but just as the words reached her throat, Wen Qian outside the door suddenly said, "It's about About your sister Joey and you."

Hearing the word "Joey people", Qiao Anran instinctively pricked up her ears, and said out of nowhere, "Please come in."

Wen Qian opened the door and came in. She was still dressed as she was during the day, but she seemed to have darkened her lipstick. In addition, her melon seed face had no blood on her face, which made her look a little creepy from a distance.

Qiao Anran gathered the clothes on her body, sat up from the bed, got up and poured a cup of tea for Wen Qian, and said lightly, "I don't know that Designer Wen is so late, why did you come to see me?"

Wen Qian picked up the teacup, didn't drink it, and stared fixedly at the tea floating in the teacup, her tone was indifferent, "You might as well ask, what's the matter with Joey?" Wen Qian raised her eyes, and her bright eyes were full of With a smile, "Designer Qiao, I don't know if you have heard of the saying that if you want people to know, you have to do nothing about it!"

Qiao Anran's pupils narrowed slightly, and she nodded lightly, "What do you mean?"

Wen Qian slowly put down the teacup in her hand, and slightly hooked the corners of her lips, "I don't mean anything, it's just that I hold some secrets from you, Designer Qiao."

Qiao Anran clenched her hands hanging on both sides tightly, and her shoulders shrugged slightly.

Wen Qian narrowed her eyes, "I have some information here" smiled slightly, and Wen Qian handed the information bag in her hand to Qiao Anran.

Qiao Anran stretched out her hand to take it, opened her lowered eyes to take a look, her pupils constricted suddenly, she stared at Wen Qian in disbelief, her lips trembled, "What are you?"

"You want to ask me how I know?" Wen Qian blinked, "Of course Yiren told me! Otherwise, what do you think?"

"I have always had a good relationship with Yiren. You copied so many of her works, and relied on her early works to gain the status of an international jewelry designer. All of this should have belonged to Yiren! Now you are in vain. Of course she feels uncomfortable, so please ask me to secretly look for evidence, and at the critical moment, I will ruin your reputation."

Thinking of the scene when Qiao Anran greeted Wen Qian acquaintedly at the door just now, Qiao Anran's clenched hands kept tightening, and her nails kept digging at the flesh of her palms. She became flustered instantly, shaking her head and muttering, " No! Joey people will never do this, I and Qiao's are both prosperous and damaged, and if she ruins me, doesn't it mean that she ruined Qiao's."

Wen Qian covered her mouth and smiled, "Miss Qiao, you are so funny. If the Qiaoyi people still take Qiao in their eyes, why would they set up their own studio to participate in the competition? She has long since wanted to have nothing to do with Qiao."

"On the other hand, Ms. Qiao, when all these evidences are released, you will not be far from leaving the jewelry industry forever. A designer who earns honor by plagiarism is bound to be blocked by the entire jewelry industry."

Qiao Anran bit her lip and stared at Wen Qian, "Why did you tell me this?"

Wen Qian stared and opened her mouth fiercely, "Because I hate Joey people!"

"I hate that no matter what she becomes, Li Zhan likes her like a demon, so I don't want her to have anything that is good for her."