Emperor Shao chased his wife crazy

"Next, we will release the works of the two one after another. It is fair and comfortable, and you can judge for yourself."

As soon as the host finished speaking, a staff member pushed up two model dolls wearing wedding dresses. An Yu immediately recognized that one of the wedding dresses was designed by her.

She turned her gaze to the other, startled.

This wedding dress looks just like her design!
Experts can tell at a glance that this is plagiarized, only some changes have been made!

"The wedding dress on the left was designed by Ms. An Yu, and the wedding dress on the right was designed by Mr. Chen Fei. Now let's invite them to come on stage and explain to us what's going on."

An Yu subconsciously turned her head to look, just in time to meet the eyes of a strange man.

There was a strange feeling in her heart. She was sure that Chen Fei copied her, but why didn't he copy it more cleverly so that people could not see it, but instead copied it so poorly that laymen could see it at a glance?
An Yu didn't have time to think about it, so she could only calmly walk onto the stage amidst suspicious eyes from all around, and stood side by side with Chen Fei.

"Do you two have anything to say?" the host asked, and the staff next to them each handed a microphone to them.

The corners of An Yu's lips parted slightly, and he was about to say that he was the original, when there was a faint commotion not far away, the crowd spontaneously stepped aside, seeing the calm-faced Ke Chenye walking towards this side, An Yu opened his eyes. His eyes widened, and his heart skipped a beat.

Why is he here?

After not seeing her for three months, Ke Chenye met her eyes calmly, without any disturbance in his expression.

He came to the stage and walked towards Chen Fei, but Chen Fei took a step back in astonishment, and it was only then that An Yu noticed that the name of Y&Y Company was written on the sign on his chest!
He is from Ke Chenye?Was the plagiarism arranged by Ke Chenye?
A familiar fragrance wafted into his nostrils, An Yu suppressed the slight throbbing in his heart, watched Ke Chenye take the microphone, and his deep and magnetic voice spread throughout the venue: "The person who plagiarized is Chen Fei, an employee of our company, I'm sorry, our company has always respected and encouraged originality, I am deeply saddened that this happened, so I will never tolerate it!"

"Mr. Ke..." Chen Fei's face was pale, and there was an uproar in the audience, and the questioning eyes almost crushed his back.

Ke Chenye walked aside and said a few words to the staff, and soon a projection appeared on the big screen in the venue, which was Chen Fei's mailbox.

Ke Chenye manipulated the mouse skillfully to bring up the inbox, and there was an anonymous email quietly lying in it. When he clicked on it, it was An Yu's design drawing!

She was taken aback, Ke Chenye's sharp gaze made Chen Fei break out in cold sweat: "Can you explain why your design is exactly the same as An Yu's? It can't be that she sent it to you, right?"

Chen Fei was dejected and his face was gloomy.

Ke Chenye turned around and apologized to everyone, then pulled Chen Fei away.

An Yu's eyes never moved away from him from the beginning to the end, but he didn't say a word to him, not even a sign.

An Yu's eyes were sour, thinking of what he said that night, knowing that she shouldn't have extravagant hopes, they are fine as they are now, but an inexplicable grievance still surged in her heart.

The matter of Chen Fei's plagiarism is certain, No. 2 is vacant, and No. 1 undoubtedly falls on An Yu.

She instantly became the focus of everyone's attention, and the reporters surrounded her, asking her about her current plans.

Many people in charge of wedding dress brands were present at the scene, and immediately offered olive branches to her, but An Yu declined all of them, saying that she still wanted to think about it.

"Are you planning to go to Y&Y? Have you already made an appointment?"

Otherwise, how would you explain that Ke Chenye, as Chen Fei's boss, took the initiative to expose his plagiarism?
As soon as this incident was exposed, Chen Fei's career was stained, and it would be difficult for him to get along in this industry in the future.

Why did he take such a big risk?Could it be to create momentum for An Yu?

An Yu was slightly suffocated, and didn't say too much: "Thank you for your concern, but I may not go to Y&Y, maybe I will open a studio by myself."

She winked playfully as she spoke, and easily passed the reporter's question.

Although there were some twists and turns, the competition finally came to a successful conclusion.An Yu finished dealing with the reporters and left the venue without seeing Ke Chenye's car.

Although it was expected, An Yu still lowered her eyes in disappointment.

After thinking about it, she sent a message to Ke Chenye: [Thank you for helping me out just now, are you free tonight?I want to treat you to a meal and thank you in person]

After sending the message, An Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and prepared to go back to her residence to pack her things. After treating Ke Chenye to dinner tonight, she would return to the seaside town, and wait for the contest prize money to be distributed before considering the next step.

A notification sound came from the phone soon, An Yu took out the phone and saw that it was from Ke Chenye.

She bit her lower lip lightly, hesitated for a while and clicked on her voice, but it was Yan Lan's voice that came from the other end: "Chenye has something to do tonight, so I can't go."

is it?

An Yu looked gloomy, and silently put away the phone.

Why is Ke Chenye's cell phone in Yan Lan's hands?

But yes, they are all about to get married, which is also normal.

Since Yan Lan said so, it should be what Ke Chenye meant.

An Yu was in a complicated mood, just as the green light was on, she walked forward, and a car suddenly rushed towards her!

The glare of the headlights made her barely open her eyes, An Yu narrowed her eyes slightly, and vaguely saw a hideous face cast behind the car window.

The sound of brakes and impact sounded at the same time, An Yu fell to the ground, closed his eyes and lost consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, An Yu slowly opened his eyes, looking at the ceiling above his head in confusion, not knowing what happened.

A familiar voice came from my ear, eagerly: "How could it not meet the requirements? Is there something wrong? Do you want to do another test, doctor?"

Another voice was faintly impatient, but still said patiently: "Mr. An, a blood type mismatch is a blood type mismatch, no matter how many times you take the test, it will be the same."

"How is it possible?" The sound of footsteps receded, and the confused voice of the man echoed in the ward.

What came into view was her legs that were fixed by plaster and hung high. An Yu slowly turned her head, and seeing Father An's pale hair, she felt sad for a while, and said in a difficult voice, "Dad..."

Father An's expression was in a daze for a moment, and then he rushed towards her suddenly, stopped in a hurry, and stretched out his hand cautiously to touch her, but he was afraid of hurting her.

"Xiaoyu, you're awake... By the way, doctor! I'll go and call the doctor! Just wait for me!"

An Yu watched An's father leave in a hurry with difficulty, and touched the corner of his lips in a funny way.

The doctor was quickly pulled over by him, and he was also relieved when he saw this: "It's a good sign to be out of coma, but the patient has lost too much blood, so he still needs regular blood transfusions."