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Unfortunately, his strength was too weak and even after a long while, Ren Dehua still remained seated, unmoving.

Ren Dehua rolled her eyes at him in annoyance and shook him off.

"But what should we do tonight? If something happens to Xiao Ning, how can we explain ourselves to Leng Yun?"

"Isn't there still Shang Jin here? He can't just sit back and do nothing. "

Zheng Kai thought about it for a while, and it seemed that it made a lot of sense.

He instantly calmed down and leisurely picked up his teacup. He closed his eyes and smelled the fragrance of the tea as he shook his head to enjoy it.

The press conference had already begun.

Everyone in the design department were involved, but the name that came out was Jian Ning's.

Jian Ning was in the resting room backstage, nervously holding her phone, waiting for movement outside.

"It's fine, it will definitely be fine."

She took a few deep breaths, stomped her feet in anxiety, and kept comforting herself.

However, that beating heart had already reached its throat, especially after seeing Zhao Hui backstage.

Zhao Hui was still dressed in her white dress, with her hair carelessly scattered behind her back. Her pair of big eyes still carried some mist.

"It's her?"

Jian Ning held onto her chest, looked at Zhao Hui and lowered her head, feeling complex emotions, the last bit of luck in her heart was gone.

She stood up straight and walked in front of Zhao Hui, unwittingly sizing her up, and was a little disappointed.

He originally thought that she would be a pure woman, but now, it seemed that it would be a little difficult to destroy him.

The nervousness she felt earlier was completely gone as Jian Ning reached out her hand to stop her.

"If you want to live a good life, you should leave this place as soon as possible."

Zhao Hui looked at the person who arrived. She only needed a glance to know that she was the owner of the blueprint for the mission.

It was a pity that such a beautiful woman would die tonight.

Jian Ning let out a cold laugh, completely disregarding her sympathy.

"Since I know who you are and also know your purpose in coming here, you should believe that I won't lose tonight."

When she got close, Zhao Hui's body stiffened, after that she looked at Jian Ning with misty eyes.

"Miss Jane, what are you talking about? You stole my design, I don't want to pursue the matter. Why are you humiliating me like this?"

The moment she opened her mouth, Jian Ning immediately understood that she was acting.

Jian Ning vigilantly looked around, but did not see anything. She knew, at a place where she could not see, there must be someone watching her.

"Hehe …"

She gave her an interesting look, folded her arms across her chest, and stepped back, leaning coquettishly against the wall.

"Zhao Hui, I hope you won't regret your actions today."

For a moment, Zhao Hui was afraid.

When she saw the hatred and killing intent in Jian Ning's eyes, she could not help but shiver.

Towards this kind of stubborn person, Jian Ning did not continue talking.

She returned to the venue, and quietly walked to Shang Jin's side and sat down.

When Shang Jin saw her coming over, he pulled her hand with force and pulled her into his embrace, and the two of them intimately leaned together.

"I saw Zhao Hui behind me earlier, she will definitely expose me tonight."

"Are you afraid?"

Shang Jin's magnetic voice sounded out beside her ears, causing her to faintly throb.

Shaking her head in his arms, she lifted her head and breathed in his ear as she looked around at the people watching them.

"Since you want to charge at my head, how can you just let it go like this?"

Shang Jin pinched her slender hand, and lowered his head to look at her face in infatuation, his eyes carrying a gentleness that even he didn't realize.

"As long as you want to do it, then do it boldly. Don't forget, the person standing behind you is Shang Jin."

"Hehe …"

This mysterious confidence caused Jian Ning to laugh without giving face.

He held Shang Jin's hand, and looked at him with a smile that was like flowers, "I will definitely make good use of your backer today."

Jian Xingfeng coughed and turned to look at Shang Jin to please him.

"Nephew, it's going to be Xiao Ning's clothes soon. You must take a good look at her design. Normal people really don't have that level of skill."

Selina who was sitting next to Jian Xingfeng heard his flattery, and remembered what Jian Ning had told his. He felt a strong sense of disdain.

Thank you very much for your praise towards us, Jian Ning. This is a fact that everyone knows, there is no need for you to say it out loud.

Hearing Selina's words, Jian Xingfeng's face immediately fell. He coughed a few times and sat back down.

Selina looked at Jian Ning who was sticking out his head and nodded slightly, reassuring him.

The one-hour fashion show ended with some idle chatter.

Jian Ning excitedly sat up straight. Seeing Jian Xingfeng move, he knew that he was going to make a move.

Sure enough, when all the models were back on the T stage, two sets of designs suddenly appeared on the display screen behind them.

There was even an autograph, it was from Jian Ning.

"Hur hur, the good show is about to begin."

Jian Ning patted her hands excitedly, she held Shang Jin's hands calmly and stood up.

"Father, shouldn't you explain the meaning behind this? Why did a similar copy of my manuscript appear in your office, and why did it appear as an imitation?"

Taking the chance while Jian Xingfeng had yet to speak, in the midst of silence, Jian Ning spoke first.

Jian Xingfeng also never thought that Jian Ning would use such a move. Her face was pale white as she held onto her waist and panted heavily.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I don't even know what's going on right now."

"Is that so?"

Jian Ning let go of Shang Jin's hand, placed his hands behind his back, and walked in front of Jian Xingfeng with an oppressive aura.

"Someone took my manuscript and copied it for you. This is the first time since I was a designer. Father, as the owner of Jane's house, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

Jian Xingfeng was so guilty that he did not dare to look at her directly, and retreated a little with his head tilted.

"Big sister, please don't wrongly accuse father. I heard what you said in the resting room."

Jane walked out of the crowd, protecting her father.

Her delicate body blocked in front of Jian Xingfeng. Weak and strong.

Especially when he mentioned 'backstage', it caused everyone to be astonished. Just what had happened?

Jian Ning was startled, she understood that she felt that something was amiss when she was at the back. It was Jian Xin who was at the back, no wonder he had not seen her.