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"I didn't expect things to turn out like this. I thought everyone would forget about this matter in a few days …"

Song Xi had even pushed her a little too far as to relay the video she had posted on social networking site, with an accompanying note: "Anyone who knows how to design things would believe in you."

Before he left, his deep eyes were tightly locked onto Jian Ning's video, and he muttered: "I won't let you get hurt."

It was only because Jian Ning still had some value in using her, otherwise she would definitely not have done so.

After giving himself a reasonable explanation, he felt at ease before closing his bloodshot eyes.

This was just the beginning. The night was still long, and many unexpected things were happening one after another.

Jian Ning watched the increasing number of comments with a cup of water, not a single ripple could be seen in her calm eyes.

She stood up and silently walked to the window. Leaning against the window, she looked out at the night scenery.

"Buzz buzz …"

His phone kept ringing throughout the night. Jian Ning did not have any desire to pick it up, because it was Jian Xingfeng who had called.

The sky had just begun to brighten, and people were still continuously calling. Finally, she picked up the call.

"Hello."

"Jian Ning, you are really great. Don't forget that your surname is Jane.

"If it weren't for you, would I have done this?"

Jian Ning drank a mouthful of cold water and said with a hoarse voice.

"You …"

Jian Xingfeng placed his hands on his waist in anger, his bloodshot eyes continued to burn with anger. Even though Jian Ning was separated by the screen, he could still feel his anger.

She closed her eyes and tried to calm down.

Now was not the time to get into an argument with him.

"Dad, give me the phone. I'll talk to my sister." Jane Xin gave Jian Xingfeng a comforting smile and took the phone.

She looked at Jian Xingfeng who was panicking and spoke gently: "Elder sister, father's health is not good, you don't need to anger father anymore, if you don't want to see me at the Jane family, I can … …"

"Shut up!"

Jian Xingfeng suddenly took it from his, and looked at Jane Xin angrily, then clenched his teeth at the person on the other side of the phone: "Jian Ning, don't forget that your mother is still in my hands, it's best not to go overboard."

When Wen Lengyun was mentioned, her expression turned cold and she sat up straight.

"I always treated you as my father. Jane Xin's wedding was in her place, and you even gave me to Shang Jin to work for, free of charge. Did I say anything to threaten me with my mother?"

She endured the pain in her heart and finished speaking. On Jian Xingfeng's side, she completely stopped talking.

Without waiting for him to say anything, Jian Ning immediately hung up.

She stood up and walked to the bathroom. She tried to practice her smile in the mirror. Although her face was pale, she still tried very hard to look more energetic.

If he wanted to cover it up, then with his current state, there was no need for him to say anything. When people saw his expression, it was enough for them to be filled with helplessness.

After cleaning himself up and coming out, Jian Ning looked at the time, it was about time for her to go out.

Today, she was wearing a simple casual suit, with her hair tied up and a pair of canvas shoes.

Shang Jin frowned slightly in displeasure and turned his head away in disdain as he saw her walk in his attire.

Jian Ning looked at him suspiciously, and then shifted her gaze onto Song Ge. She quietly pointed at him and spoke silently: "What happened to him?"

Song Ge shrugged his shoulders and spread out his hands, indicating that he did not know.

She lowered her head and stole a glance at Shang Jin, carefully sitting opposite of him, her movements even more cautious.

Suddenly, Shang Jin threw the blade and fork onto the table, making a loud noise.

"You're going to the reception today, and you're just going to wear this?" He spoke coldly with dissatisfaction, conveniently taking a look at Jian Ning's entire body.

"What reception?"

She puzzledly raised her head to look at him, obviously unaware that Shang Jin had already arranged everything for her today.

"You are the champion of this competition. Selina is holding a reception today. Shouldn't you be going?"

Shang Jin's face darkened.

"Err …" She grinned awkwardly.

She really didn't know.

Right now, she didn't want to lower herself to the same level as him. Once Wen Lengyun was saved, new and old debts would come together.

Shang Jin ignored her fiery eyes and quickly and gracefully finished his breakfast, allowing Song Ge to push him back up the stairs.

Before he left, he coolly turned around to look at her. His handsome eyebrows slightly raised as he gave her a sinister look.

"I remember the reception was at ten in the morning." The pitcher waved Jiang Shi's Dan Dan. He smiled and said, "You still have fifty-six minutes."

Jian Ning used his blade and fork to slide across the dining table, gritting his teeth as he watched him leave.

However, she would not spend her time on useless anger. She looked at the ham that she had stuck in a mess and put down the tableware without any appetite.

He turned to the servant behind him and said, "Go and help me prepare the carriage, I am about to leave now."

"Yes."

After the others left, she leaned back in her chair and began to seriously think about how she should deal with the situation when she arrived at the scene.

The driver came over quickly, and Jian Ning's hand immediately went out.

As soon as she reached the door, she immediately pretended to be heartbroken, and with the help of the driver, she got on the car.

The venue for this reception was at the Rose Manor.

At 10 PM, Jian Ning arrived at the venue.

The moment she stopped the car, the sharp-eyed reporter immediately ran in front of her and eagerly pointed the microphone towards her.

"Miss Jian Ning, I heard that your previous designs were all plagiarism, is this true?"

"Miss Jian Ning, Mr. Jane is your father. Is the news that came out online last night true?"

"..."

There were still a lot of people left. Jian Ning, who had always been wearing sunglasses, stood in front of the cars and indifferently looked at the reporters. He did not reply.

She lowered her head and took off her sunglasses without any warning. Her pair of red eyes caused everyone present to be stunned.

She scanned the crowd, and after seeing several familiar media outlets, she forced a smile.

"The questions that everyone wants to know about will be revealed later. Please go in and wait patiently."

After saying that, he waved to the security guards beside him, asking them to come over and open up a path for him.

"Tch, isn't it just finding a good backer? What's so great about it?"

Just as she passed someone, she heard him whisper something. She looked at him without leaving a trace and remembered his appearance.

He was wearing a white shirt and jeans and had a camera over his shoulder, but there was no sign of work.

Jian Ning crooked his finger at the security guard beside him and pointed at him: "This person doesn't have a work plate, how did he get here?"

His body stiffened, he subconsciously held onto the camera tightly, looking at Jian Ning with his pale face.

"You … You said … Who? I'm a reporter for Morning Light Daily, so you can't kick me out. "

While talking, his confidence grew, and when he looked at Jian Ning, it was with even more provocation.

Jian Ning's eyes dimmed, she patted on the shoulder of the security guard beside her, her entire body releasing a cold aura.

"Check out all the reporters, those who don't have work plates. Please let them go."

Looking at the aura being emitted from Jian Ning's body, even the reporters who had seen such a huge scene before were terrified.

She stopped looking at these people and let the driver support her as she strode into the venue.