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Although all the cheongsam she made was made by hand, the embroidery on it was sewn by her needle. But she could not make such a low-level mistake, and she would forget that the needle was on it!

Besides, she checked it herself before she went out.

She was framed.

The thought flashed in the mind of Moqing Huan.

But it's not time to think about it.

The assistant just finished, the assistant of General Li came in, "Li always let you go."

Moqing nodded and was scolded by General Li for not having an accident.

"Why are you so careless?"

"I'm sure I checked it and there was no problem sending it over."

"But now the dream of others is needle pricked! Also published to the media, our careful reputation has been affected! I don't care who is wrong, do you have a clear inspection of the consequences. You better deal with this matter for me. I don't care what you do, and I must minimize the impact on careful work! "

Li always said in anger.

Moqing nodded with joy.

"I'll go to the hospital to see Lin Meng first."

Always look at it yourself and bring back the dress that has problems.

"OK!"

The assistant nodded and followed Moqing Huan.

"You don't go, I'll go by myself."

Moqing Huan drove the company car directly to the hospital door.

I didn't expect the hospital door was blocked by media reporters.

As soon as Moqing Huan passed, the reporter came around and shot her a while.

The flash flashed and the eyes were a little confused. She felt like she was back four years ago. She was alone in the hotel and was blocked in bed by journalists who were ready for moocyanshi and ye Bei.

All of the mess was taken into the media.

It leads to the sensitivity and tension of Moqing Huan to these.

These people are still filming, Moqing Huan all over the tight together, like the string is about to be broken.

"May I ask moo designer, did you not check when you handed in your clothes?"

"Moo designer, there is a needle on the clothes. Is this the first time this problem has occurred?"

"We will give Lin Meng a statement of these things carefully. I am sure that I checked them when I handed them in, and there was no problem."

Moqing Huan, with the discomfort at the bottom of his heart, said to the camera in a manner that was not despicable.

The reporters refused to let her go so easily.

"So, you refuse to admit it's your fault? But Lin Meng doesn't see that. She wants to tell you something! "

"Do you mean it? Needle in that position, it is said that the depth of the needle will be inserted into the acupoint, directly paralyzing the lower body! "

"Miss mu, Lin Meng intends to sue you, and if she wins, you will be criminally responsible. What do you think?"

Moqing Huan didn't want to answer questions one after another.

So I had to cold my face and push these reporters straight into the hospital.

Reporters still in the back of the reluctant to ask, as if to dig out more from her.

Moqing was happy in his spare time to take care of, and went to the hospital and asked the ward number and rushed to the past.

As soon as I got in, a teacup hit her hard.

Moqing Huan subconsciously stepped back, the teacup burst open at her feet, and the fragments that bounced open had a little bit of a break in his ankle.

Frown, Moqing Huan looked up to see the past.

Lin Meng was staring at her in his sick suit angrily. "You have a face! Just like you irresponsible designer, how to be the chief designer! Design clothes for the people, and it is clear that it is life! "