His Beloved Treasure

Although she was a trainee at a design school, she was definitely not a student from any prestigious institution.

The incident was exposed by the media not long after Qin Mu returned to the studio.

The first-place winner, entangled in plagiarism, was also exposed. The plagiarized drawings surfaced, and the victim’s designs were published in the newspapers with dates, sketches, and competition submissions that were almost identical.

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Jing Qing was filming when she received a call from Rongcheng and responded indifferently, ”You should look for Qin Mingzhu; she’s probably at AM drinking with her friends right now.”

The plagiarizing designer, upon hearing this, immediately grabbed her coat and left her apartment in search of Qin Mingzhu.

Qin Mingzhu could never have imagined that Qin Mu would find out about her stealing those designs until Yang Qianxi found her at the drinking place.

When the door to the private room was pushed open, Qin Mingzhu was with two boys and three girls—the same group as before—and they all looked toward the door in shock at the sound of a ’bang.’

Yang Qianxi, not too tall but still quite appealing, walked towards Qin Mingzhu with her brows tightly knitted.

Qin Mingzhu, still holding her glass, was about to drink with one of the girls when she saw Yang Qianxi approaching with a menacing gaze. She slowly set down the glass and asked perplexedly, ”What’s with the face? Didn’t win first place?”

”First place? Yeah, first place—the first place in plagiarism!”

The girl pulled out newspapers and materials from her bag and slammed them onto the table in front of Qin Mingzhu.

Qin Mingzhu jumped up as the papers knocked over the glass, spilling the liquid. She was furious but subconsciously stood there, bent over, picking up the newspapers and materials one by one and looking through them.

”What’s going on? I already spoke to the judges.”

”Is this what you call having spoken to them? One of the judges exposed the matter in front of so many media and industry people. How exactly did you ’speak’ to them?”

Yang Qianxi was on the verge of going crazy, yelling at her, feeling that the girl in front of her was utterly incompetent.

”But, what about Jing Qing? It was the connection she found.”

Qin Mingzhu also remained dazed for a while, her large eyes lacking any spirit. It took her a long time to suddenly remember Jing Qing—it was Jing Qing who found the connection.

”Jing Qing? She’s the one who sent me to find you! I don’t care what’s going on between you two, but I’ve just arrived in Rongcheng and this happens. You have to take responsibility for me.”

Yang Qianxi shouted at her, filled with anger.

”I’m responsible for you? Why should I be responsible for you?”

Qin Mingzhu’s heart was thudding non-stop, thinking she would not be responsible for anyone.

”You ruined my future. You are the one who sought me out. Who should be responsible for me if not you?”

Yang Qianxi was even more enraged and argued.

”I did seek you out, but didn’t you also say it wouldn’t be a problem? Didn’t you boast about your ability to plagiarize?”

Qin Mingzhu glared at her with wide eyes, then looked down at the comparisons on the newspapers she was holding, and the three girls beside her also came closer to look. They did not understand the situation, but they were experts at picking faults.

Yang Qianxi never anticipated that upon her arrival in Rongcheng, she would be swayed by these two who confidently promised her the seat of Rongcheng’s top emerging designer, resulting in this disaster. These two women acted as if nothing in Rongcheng was beyond their capability, and indeed their status was indeed special, but Yang Qianxi hadn’t expected their behavior to be so extraordinary as well.

”Moreover, just because Jing Qing told you to find me, you did? She arranged everything, I just gave you the design drafts.”

Qin Mingzhu looked at her in frustration, her mind a tangled mess and on the verge of madness. Had Jing Qing really pushed all the blame onto her this way?

No wonder Zhang Rujia said Jing Qing was unreliable. Now she knew it was true—utterly unreliable.

”So it’s all about shirking responsibility, is it? While you two enjoy your lives, what about me? My career has been destroyed just as it’s beginning.”

Yang Qianxi emphasized the last few words heavily, lifting her hands and dropping them forcefully. She was filled with hate but helpless to change the outcome. Anticipating that Qin Mingzhu would shift the blame, and having no one to support her in Rongcheng, she had no choice but to turn around and leave.

”Nuts!”

Qin Mingzhu had just sat down after the other woman left when she realized her skirt was wet and stood up again immediately: ”Damn it!”