C141 Plagiarism
C141 Plagiarism
Ruan Mizheng looked at him with no smile in her eyes. "Yes, you are my husband, so whatever you do is right."
He did not like her tone.
"Ruan Mizheng..."
"Shaang Weiyuan, I am not your property, and neither is my son."
Ruan Mizheng interrupted him and gave him a cold look before turning around and leaving.
Shaang Weiyuan stood there for a long time, like a statue, not moving at all.
She was angry?
Hmm, from the looks of it, even a toe would be angry.
Shaang Weiyuan closed his eyes, feeling somewhat defeated in his heart.
Downstairs, the little milk bag had already fallen asleep. Mrs Zhang was lightly patting him and humming a lullaby in her mouth.
When Ruan Mizheng went over, Mrs Zhang immediately stood up, "Madam."
Ruan Mizheng looked at her and smiled, "Mrs Zhang, you go and rest first."
Finishing, she picked up the small milk bag and walked upstairs.
She went to the guest room to sleep and the first thing she did when she entered was to lock the door.
Then, she put the small milk bag on the bed, closed the curtains and closed the lights.
Shaang Weiyuan walked to the door and twisted it for a long time, but he did not open it.
He was about to knock on the door, but after thinking for a while, his hand finally dropped to the ground.
That night, Ruan Mizheng did not sleep, and Shaang Weiyuan, who was in the next room, did not sleep either.
Ruan Mizheng thought that both of their tempers belonged to the more stubborn type. They would probably have a big fight in the future.
She and Shaang Weiyuan had no relationship to begin with. As long as the wind blew gently, they would fall.
Ruan Mizheng let out a long sigh. Looking at the little guy who was sleeping beside her and drooling, her heart could not help but hurt.
It seemed that she was destined to be entangled with Shaang Weiyuan in this lifetime.
It was all because she and Shaang Weiyuan only saw a child.
...
The next day.
Ruan Mizheng woke up early to wash up and dress up.
She wanted to avoid the time with Shaang Weiyuan.
The little milk bag was still sleeping, so she gently closed the door.
When she went downstairs, Ruan Mizheng was still tiptoeing, but she did not expect that on the first floor, Shaang Weiyuan was leisurely enjoying breakfast.
He was still wearing a black and white suit today. He did not wear a tie, and his short black hair was obediently hanging on his forehead. It was an indescribable beauty.
Ruan Mizheng was stunned. At this time, wasn't he still sleeping? Why did he get up?
She did not care and pretended not to see.
Ruan Mizheng directly walked towards the entrance without looking.
Shaang Weiyuan put down his chopsticks and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. "Come here and eat breakfast."
Ruan Mizheng originally intended to pretend not to hear him if he spoke.
However, after hearing his words, Ruan Mizheng's feet did not listen to him and stopped.
She bit her lips and pretended not to hear him as she continued walking.
Shaang Weiyuan's eyes turned cold. He was still playing with his emotions, right?
He got up and quickly chased after her. He bent down and picked her up horizontally.
"Hey!"
Ruan Mizheng jumped into the air and subconsciously wrapped around his neck.
She was placed on the chair and Mrs Zhang came over in time to pass her a pair of chopsticks and a bowl.
Shaang Weiyuan's tone was a command that could not be ignored, "Eat."
Ruan Mizheng did not move and did not look at him. She said coldly, "I don't want to eat."
Shaang Weiyuan frowned and his face was gloomy.
The strength of his grip on the cup was about to crush it.
His voice squeezed out from the gaps between his teeth, "You must eat it."
Ruan Mizheng did not look at him and just sat there pretending to be mute. She did not move and was very stubborn.
Shaang Weiyuan was so angry that he laughed, "Okay."
If she did not want to eat, then he would force her to eat.
Shaang Weiyuan drank the milk in the cup, grabbed her chin, and kissed her.
"Oh!"
Ruan Mizheng suddenly widened her eyes. The warm milk was all poured into her mouth and she was forced to swallow it in big gulps.
Shaang Weiyuan let go of her in satisfaction. There were still a few drops of milky white liquid left on his thin lips.
Ruan Mizheng's mouth was filled with the taste of milk.
She stared at him with a red face. "Shaang Weiyuan, you bastard!"
Shaang Weiyuan slowly wiped his mouth. "I'm a bastard?"
Then he raised his wrist and looked at the time. He curled his lips and smiled. "I have plenty of time now. Do you want to go upstairs and prove that I am a bastard?"
Ruan Mizheng's face was red to the point of exploding. She quickly looked at Mrs Zhang.
Mrs Zhang was pursing her lips as she cleaned the bowls and chopsticks. She was secretly laughing.
"Stinky hooligan!" Ruan Mizheng glared at him.
Shaang Weiyuan leaned back on the chair and looked at her. "So, do you want breakfast?"
Ruan Mizheng bit her lip and did not look at him. She obediently picked up the bread and took a bite.
Shaang Weiyuan just watched her eat without blinking.
Ruan Mizheng stared at him as if she was sitting on pins and needles on her back. She glared at him angrily, "Can you not look at me?"
Shaang Weiyuan replied expressionlessly, "You are good-looking. If I don't look, who are you looking at?"
You look good...
Ruan Mizheng's little heart suddenly pounded like a deer, beating wildly.
She quickly lowered her head and ate the food. She took the bag and was about to leave.
Shaang Weiyuan pulled her. "I'll send you."
Ruan Mizheng was about to say no when she looked up at Shaang Weiyuan's handsome face, which was full of threats. She was so scared that she held back her words.
Ruan Mizheng wanted to sit in the back seat, but Shaang Weiyuan did not let her.
He was so overbearing that he wanted to die!
Ruan Mizheng had no choice but to sit in the front passenger seat.
As soon as the car door closed, Shaang Weiyuan came close. She covered her chest with both hands and looked alert. "What are you doing?"
Shaang Weiyuan's face was cold. "Put on your seatbelt!"
She thought he was a bomb. She hid away as soon as she got close to him.
In the Global Group building.
Ruan Mizheng got out of the car and thanked him in a hurry. Then, she left without looking back.
Shaang Weiyuan held the steering wheel tightly and did not say what he wanted to say.
"Zheng, you finally came!"
Tian Miaomiao hurriedly walked over, and her expression changed from normal to serious.
"What is it?" Ruan Mizheng suddenly felt panic in her heart.
Shi Wei's expression was also not very good. She gently said, "Zheng, something happened..."
"What happened, quickly say it!" Ruan Mizheng anxiously stomped her foot.
Tian Miaomiao shook her head, "That Lin Xiaoman indeed has a problem. Didn't she give you a sketch? The designer of the drawing is going to sue you now. She said that you plagiarized it."
The designer of the drawing... plagiarized.
Ruan Mizheng frowned and quickly sat in her seat to turn on the computer to look at today's live news.
As expected, the news had already become a mess. Everyone was scolding Ruan Mizheng.
Ruan Mizheng asked herself to remain calm and checked the information about the designer.
Her name was Li Siyu, the chief designer of Feng Ye Group, but she had only been in the industry for a year.
She was relatively famous in the industry. After all, she had been in the industry for a year and became the chief designer. In the eyes of outsiders, she was very impressive and could be considered an amazing woman.
Ruan Mizheng looked down again. This Li Siyu did not graduate from a famous university and had not received any awards.
These were not important. What was important was that Li Siyu had already wanted to sue Ruan Mizheng in court.
As for Lin Xiaoman, from the beginning to the end, she did not appear to settle this matter and did not say that she was the one who gave Ruan Mizheng the drafts.