Bai Yueya went out to chat with her fans. She smiled and talked to each fan. She didn't refuse fans who asked for group photos and signatures.

"Yueya, we love you!"

"Thank you, thank you. I will work harder in the future and return better works to you." Bai Yueya stood still and bowed to everyone. When she looked up, there were tears in her eyes: "thank you for liking me so much. I'm honored and upset."

"Don't rush back and forth for me in the future. You should live your life well." Bai Yueya smiled.

There were tears in the eyes of fans. Several younger girls had cried together and said, "Yueya, you are the best."

Just as she was interacting with her fans, her mobile phone suddenly rang. She picked up her mobile phone and looked at it, and her face suddenly changed.

"Yueya, what's the matter with you?" Many fans were worried and asked, "is something wrong?"

"Nothing, just a friend of mine sent me a wechat and said he couldn't come to see me today." Bai Yueya soon stabilized her mood, and her expression returned to the previous warmth and peace, calm and calm.

Just holding the phone tightly and betraying her!

How? How did Xie Linyuan go to Xu Xian's press conference? Why did Xu Xian's press conference have nothing to do? What's going on?

Because she had something in her heart, she soon left her fans, went back to Bai's house, hid in her room and began to make phone calls. But after dialing several times, no one answered.

"Waste!"

Furious, she smashed her mobile phone on the ground, and the mobile phone was instantly broken in two: "it's all waste!"

She designed it for so long, why didn't Xu Xian do anything?

"Yueya, are you okay?" Outside the door came Xiaoqin's worried voice. Bai Yueya's face changed. She took a few deep breaths and suppressed her anger.

Now she can't reveal her flaws. Before, because she was too anxious, she was almost discovered by Shan Mingfei. Now she can only do it step by step and be careful step by step.

"It's all right. I'm not feeling well. I'll go out in a minute." Bai Yueya calmed her mood and tried her best not to hear her voice. Xiaoqin thought she was just tired and didn't ask again.

But she didn't know that Bai Yueya was cold and cruel in her eyes when she was talking.

The frightening malice spreads out from Bai Yueya's eyes and can almost burn everything. She said word by word, "Xu Xian, wait! You won't have such good luck next time."

At this time, on Xu Xian's side, Li Mengjie watched Xiao Zhou take the clothes she designed to herself. She took it in a daze. Xu Xian continued: "Miss Li is a designer I admire very much, but Miss Li insisted on not selling me the copyright. It's a pity!"

She said regret, but the coldness in her eyes was clearly printed on her face.

The reporters were silly. If Xu Xian didn't copy, what did Li Mengjie mean before? Was she slandering Xu Xian?

Only the reporter who wanted to wait for the reversal at the beginning rushed to write and beat on the computer, and soon issued a press release.

"Re" conference reversal, who is lying?

At the time of release, six photos were also pasted below, which were the main six clothes before. The five characters of "designer Xu Xian" on the display screen were very conspicuous.

Netizens waiting for the end of the press conference were stunned, and those who were ready to scold Xu Xian were also stunned.

They scold Xu Xian for plagiarizing, but now the plagiarized design doesn't appear, how can they scold? What the hell is going on?

Soon, the following comments of the press release were more than 10000. Some people didn't believe that Xu Xian didn't plagiarize. Some people began to return rationally and ask what was going on.

"Mr. Xu, do you mean you didn't use Mr. Li's design?" A reporter suddenly stood up. Xu Xian squinted and then smiled: "since you are so interested, why don't you move to the celebration hall upstairs and have lunch first. I can reply to your questions one by one later."

She didn't answer, but she took everyone to the celebration party.

These reporters planned to leave after the press conference, but they stayed for the first-hand news.

Xu Xian smiled: "this is the end of the press conference. Please move to the fourth floor."

The invited guests were very excited. Many designers were very happy to see such an excellent design, and the rich ladies surrounded Xu Xian in an instant.

"Mr. Xu, you can keep some of today's models for me."

"Mr. Xu, I like some clothes. You must not sell them to others."

These rich ladies met at the dinner party of the single family. Each of them was of high value and status. Xu Xian could only cope with it with a bitter smile. She finally rushed out of the encirclement of the rich lady, and she was stopped by several designers.

Those designers are asking about Xu Xian's design concept, hoping to watch Xu Xian's design from a close distance. Several highly respected designers in the design industry even threw an olive branch to Xu Xian, hoping to cooperate with Xu Xian in the future.

Xu Xian is naturally very happy!

After the press conference, the model went to change clothes. Xiao Zhou was busy and his feet were off the ground. The rest of the staff were also very busy. They cleaned up their clothes, checked the venue and led the guests.

Although they were busy and orderly, the guests who watched the press conference were very happy. Although the reporters were a little confused, they also waited at the scene of the press conference and didn't leave. They still wanted to interview Xu Xian first in a while.

Everyone has his own things to do and his own position. There is only one person standing alone in his position, with confusion and uneasiness in his eyes.

Li Mengjie doesn't know what happened. Originally, those reporters wanted to interview themselves, but now none of them came!

Originally, Xu Xian wanted to use his own design. Why did he suddenly change it?

Why should Xu Xianyou buy his own manuscript when he has such a good design?

Holding her clothes, she looked at Xu Xian surrounded by a group of people, looked at the busy employees, no one paid attention to herself, looked at the reporters waiting for Xu Xian, and felt that she had been abandoned by everyone.

There were so many people in such a large venue, only she stood here alone, no one smiled at her, and no one even paid attention to herself.

She watched Xu Xian deal with Mrs. Fu and had a pleasant conversation with the designer. There was a fire burning in her heart. A voice told her, no, it wasn't!

It should have been Xu Xian who used her design. She would be labeled as a victim. Her clothes will be praised by many people and she will be famous and rich.

But now——