Cool CEO's Exclusive Love

"Right now, there is a mother leading a child across the street in front of you. The child's doll fell onto the street. It was originally a red light, but there was no car with it. Everyone is patiently waiting for the child to pick it up." Ye Chuyun continued to whisper in her ear. An afternoon passed quickly. Ye Chuyun walked her home, then turned around and was about to leave.    

    

"Ye Chuyun!" Ding Yiyi opened her mouth and trotted over to him. She stuffed the ashtray she had bought at Ikea into his hand, turned around, and ran into the yard.    

    

Ye Chuyun looked down at the ashtray in his hand and laughed happily as he listened to the iron gate being opened and the creaking sound of the door being hurriedly closed.    

    

Ding Yiyi rushed into the room as soon as she got home and rolled twice on the bed. Hearing the engine starting up, she couldn't help but run behind the curtain and peeked her head out sneakily, looking at Ye Chuyun's back as he left, her heart was filled with sweetness.    

    

Ding Yiyi sat back down at the table and picked up her paintbrush again. Chuyun had done so much for her today that she had to draw a rough design of the stick.    

    

The next day, Ding Yiyi walked into the classroom with a pair of dark circles under her eyes. She put the sketches on the table and revised them. Very good! "    

    

As Ao Xue looked at her design, she suddenly felt that it was similar to the jewelry she had seen in a magazine, which was designed by a minor designer in Turkey.    

    

She checked on the internet with her cellphone and found that the overall structure was indeed a little similar. She knew that Ding Yiyi wouldn't cheat and that the similarity was that the design concepts had coincidentally bumped into each other. If Ding Yiyi's design was the same as the designer's, wouldn't that be plagiarism?    

    

Ao Xue walked in front of Ding Yiyi and pointed to some of the details in the design script. "I think that this kind of design would look better in these places."    

    

Ding Yiyi changed the design script according to her thoughts, sighing with emotion, "Ao Xue, you're really talented. Changing it like this really looks a lot better."    

    

Ao Xue looked at the design that was almost identical to that of the Turkish designer and thought to herself, Yi Yi, don't blame me. If you want to blame something, blame it on you for stealing my love.    

    

A few days later, Xia Yihan came to Jewelry Design class and changed scores on the final assignments of the dozens of people in the design class on the spot. The students were all looking at the famous jewelry designer from home and abroad with anticipation.    

    

Xia Yihan picked up one of the paintings and looked at it for a long time before lifting her head and laughing, "This painting of a hundred birds, Ao Xue, is very imaginative. She uses four small birds to sip a water drill.    

    

The surrounding students all shot envious glances at Ao Xue. Xia Yihan then picked up another design. This time, she looked at it for the longest time.    

    

Ding Yiyi watched her every move nervously. She knew that the design was her own and there were some stains on the back of the script. It was because Baby Cheng had stepped on it when she was acting coquettishly with her yesterday, leaving a blurry imprint.    

    

"Student Ding Yiyi." Xia Yihan finally spoke.    

    

"Here." The surrounding students thought that Xia Yihan wanted to praise Ding Yiyi by naming her name, so they were all envious of her. Xia Yihan looked at her and said, "Can you explain the concept behind your design?"    

    

"My concept of design comes from two words, tolerance. One day, I saw a little girl cross the road and drop her doll on the ground. At that time, when the green light went out and the red light went on, the little girl ran back to pick up the doll and there was no car moving. I think this is the inclusiveness of a society, which is usually hidden under the cold rules of society, which makes it even more precious. "    

    

Ding Yiyi told him what she saw with Ye Chuyun in one breath. Xia Yihan nodded, took out a pen and paper to start drawing. Ten minutes later, she raised the drawing board in her hand and asked, "Do you think there's any difference between what I drew and what you drew?"    

    

Ding Yiyi took a closer look and shook her head after a long while. "No difference."    

    

"This is the work of a small jewellery designer in Turkey, called Hope. Three years ago, it was published in the National Fashion Jewelry magazine, and I purchased it later to store it in my room."    

    

What did he mean by cheating? Ding Yiyi stared at the two paintings in disbelief. She definitely didn't cheat, absolutely not.    

    

After the bell rang, Xia Yihan said in a clear voice, "Students, our first lesson in jewelry design is not to design pretty jewelry, but to restrain our desires and respect the results of others. This is just a final exam, so you still have a chance to change it, but once you enter this industry, you will never be able to turn back."    

    

Ding Yiyi was stunned on the spot. She couldn't accept this conclusion and was constantly being sized up by her classmates. She turned around and ran in the direction Xia Yihan had left in.    

    

"Teacher Xia!" Ding Yiyi called out to Xia Yihan, who was about to get on the bus. Xia Yihan waved her hand at the driver to ignore him. What she couldn't forgive was the lack of respect for art.    

    

As the car started to move, Ding Yiyi tapped on the window of her car and ran with them. The surrounding people cast curious glances at them. The driver looked in the rearview mirror and asked, "Madam, what's this?"    

    

Xia Yihan tilted her head and looked out the window at Ding Yiyi. She still couldn't harden her heart, so she said, "Forget it, stop."    

    

The car stopped and the window rolled down slowly. Xia Yihan said, "Forget about this time. Next time, don't do it again."    

    

"Teacher Xia, I really didn't cheat." She hurriedly explained. Xia Yihan asked, "So you insist that all of this painting was created by you alone?"    

    

Seeing her nod, Xia Yihan was extremely disappointed. Previously, this girl had injured Zimo due to her dereliction of duty. She could forgive Zimo for her young age, but she was actually so stubborn when it came to work ethics.    

    

"Child, I'm really very disappointed." Xia Yihan rolled up the window and said to the driver, "Let's go!"    

    

Ding Yiyi watched as the car got farther and farther away. She squatted down helplessly. She really didn't cheat. Who would believe her?    

    

Baby Cheng obediently lay beside her licking the back of her hand. At this time, she picked up the phone, and asked Soong Mengjie: "Did you see the school forum?"    

    

Ding Yiyi shook her head. How could she be in the mood now? Soong Mengjie said, "Look at the forums. You've already reached the home page!"    

    

She got up and turned on the computer before entering the school's Tieba website. The first title of the page that popped up was a post by the person who had posted it, "The plagiarism of the jewelry design class students has been exposed on the spot."    

    

There were also two pieces of work attached to the post. There were all sorts of comments below. One of them, 'Mengmeng', had been defending Ding Yiyi and had been surrounded by the other IDs that were leading the 'whistleblower'.    

    

"I've always been speaking up for you, so ignore them. Why don't you go up and explain once?" Soong Mengjie said over the phone.    

    

"Both drafts are real." Ding Yiyi's tears fell onto the keyboard. Soong Mengjie could hear her crying voice and was about to say that the call had ended.    

    

On the wide balcony of the Ye Family, Ao Xue proudly looked at the increasing number of replies. Ye Nianmo walked closer and said: "Why are you so happy today?"    

    

Ao Xue quickly took off her laptop and Ye Nianmo raised his eyebrows. She quickly changed the topic, "By the way, how's the investigation going at the exhibition hall?"    

    

Ye Nianmo shook his head and said, "Uncle Baker investigated personally, but he refused to say anything. Let them handle it."    

    

Ao Xue nodded and didn't dare to ask. Ye Nianmo saw that she wasn't in a good mood so he turned around to leave. Ao Xue sighed. She should be happy, but she was too scared.    

    

After thanking Ye Nianmo for the lift, Ao Xue drove to a dilapidated residential building by herself. The residential building had a certain period of time, and the white tiles had turned dark yellow. Flies filled the ditches that gave off a terrible stench.    

    

Ao Xue stood quietly and saw a figure appear at the top of the stairs. She hastily hid herself. It was a pregnant woman, tottering around with a huge maternity bag. The residential area was too dark, so she couldn't stand firmly on the uneven tiles and leaned forward.    

    

"Be careful!" Ao Xue rushed over to help her up, only to see that this pregnant woman was the same one she had seen at the hospital.    

    

"Thank you, girl, you're very kind." With her help, the pregnant woman steadied herself and nodded to leave. Ao Xue watched her leave and looked down to see a bank card drop to the ground.    

    

Ao Xue secretly noted down the number of the bank card and then chased after him to return the bank card to the pregnant woman. She felt like her face was on fire when she saw how grateful the pregnant woman was to her.    

    

Yan Mingyao was still in a daze when he received Ao Xue's call, "You want to sell your car, why?" he asked curiously.    

    

"Don't ask about the reason. I think you play with cars, so you should sell it for a higher price. The card number has already been sent to you." Ao Xue looked at the slip of paper with a card number on it.    

    

There was no response from the other end of the phone, "Beep, beep." When the voice of the text message rang, Ao Xue discovered that her account number had increased by 10,000.    

    

"What do you mean, Yan Mingyao!" Ao Xue's voice turned cold. She didn't need any charity.    

    

"If you want to return it, I'll lend it to you first." Yan Mingyao knew what she was thinking from her tone. After a while, Ao Xue said, "Thank you."    

    

Ao Xue sighed slightly as she transferred 10,000 yuan to the pregnant woman's account, hoping this would lessen her guilt.    

    

The next day, Ao Xue received a call from Ye Nianmo. Ye Nianmo brought her to the school. Ding Yiyi walked out by herself from the school gate.    

    

"Why is that idiot in such a bad mood?" Ye Nianmo asked as he drove into Ding Yiyi's car.    

    

"Yeah, I don't know either." Ao Xue looked at Ding Yiyi's expression and felt the pleasure of revenge. Compared to the pain from seeing her and Ye Nianmo's photos in Ye Family, Ding Yiyi's pain was only a small part of her feelings at that time.    

    

"What's the matter with you?" Ye Nianmo asked.    

    

Ding Yiyi shook her head in frustration after a long while. "It's nothing." She was reprimanded by the counselor just now. Looking at Ye Nianmo and Ao Xue's happy expressions, she suddenly didn't want to voice out her worries.    

    

"What's going on?" Ye Nianmo asked patiently. He couldn't help but care about her like that. Ye Nianmo seemed to be saying something on the other end of the phone. He nodded and hung up the phone, then said to Ding Yiyi, "I think so too. With a personality like yours, why would you be sad?"