"No... I didn't..." Wen Su was weak all over, unable to defend Jiang Lingyu and Wen Jing.

The faces of both of them were not good-looking, and the scene was almost out of control.

There are countless pictures and screen recordings.

Wen Su suddenly realized something, her eyes searched around, and finally fixed on the left rear, where the white figure stood there with a straight back, and the other party showed a shallow smile, and his eyes were bent like a crescent spring.

Jiang Shu just looked at her and smiled, then mouthed from the air: Happy birthday.

Wen Su's eyes darkened, he couldn't hold on anymore, and passed out completely.

There was another confusion.

Jiang Shu closed her eyes and said to herself, happy birthday, Wen Shu, I'm sorry, I just found out that today is your birthday.

When she opened her eyes again, what she saw was a pair of cold eyes full of anger, staring at her from a distance.

Two hours later, the venue was emptied, all the paintings were put into storage, and the painting suspected of plagiarism was taken off the shelf and handed over to lawyers for negotiation.

Wen Su was sent to the hospital, Jiang Lingyu and Qing Ying followed, and Wen Jing went back to Wen's house alone.

The venue was emptied, and there was a smell of cold tea.

Jiang Shu always stood where she was, with Lu Xun by her side. She didn't know how long it took before she set off, "Let's go."

"I'm really tired watching this scene." He kept his expression on, put his hand on her shoulder, and patted her lightly.

That's what consolation means.

At the door, Lu Xun went to pick up the car, Jiang Shu was standing on the side of the road, but was stopped by someone, all the bodyguards in the hotel were dispatched, but she was not allowed to leave alone.

"Sorry, Miss Jiang, you can't leave today."

Jiang Shu's hands trembled a little, she said in a low voice, "Tell Fu Shiyan, don't bully others too much!"

The bodyguard was also in a dilemma. He glanced at the direction Lu Xun was driving, and quickly said, "It's a matter of loyalty, Miss Jiang, don't make things difficult for us."

In the same room, the lights were off, the curtains were drawn tight, and there was hardly any light to be seen.

Jiang Shu was sitting on the sofa with her back still straight. If you look closely, you can see that there is a winding line of blood at the corner of her mouth, which is shocking because it has solidified.

A slender figure in front of her covered her, and the deep voice could not conceal the anger.

"How long have you been planning?"

"Less than two weeks." When she spoke, the corner of her mouth hurt.

Who would have thought that a few hours ago, when she was pressed here to kiss her, a few hours later, it would be a completely different scene.

Almost paradoxical.

Fu Shiyan sneered, "Quite capable."

She doesn't speak.

"How do you know she plagiarized?"

"I deliberately left out a picture album for her, and guessed that she would copy the paintings on it. I only need to know which one it is so that people can find the original."

A very detailed plan, it can even be said to be a trap, lured Wen Su into it bit by bit.

"Then let Lu Xun bribe the person I arranged not to bid, right?" He said to the point.

This one is very simple.

Fu Shiyan squatted down, stroked the red marks on her face little by little, and seemed to sigh, "Why do you do this?"

"Actually, she has every chance to avoid this fate, as long as she doesn't copy." Jiang Shu wanted to laugh, but the corner of her mouth hurt, "But she still copied, she deserved it!"

As soon as these words came out, the man's stroking action was changed to clamping. He used force, and his fury was pushed to the peak, "What does this have to do with you! Jiang Shu! Do you know that you ruined her life!"

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