The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

"W-what did you say?"

Xu Mei listened to Tang Tang's words without any intention of concealing them. She slowly opened her eyes in disbelief and said in a lost voice, "You said you are the owner of Zhongyi Jewelry?"

How old is she!

The girl looking down at him was only in her twenties! She was actually the owner of the jewelry he liked? How could it be possible... were you kidding me?!

However, the reactions of those present told Xu Mei...this was not a joke!

The favorite jewelry that she had just wantonly slandered... was owned by the girl in front of her.

Xu Mei's breathing became a little rapid, and she was a little panicked, but when her eyes fell on the USB flash drive plugged into the computer and the electronic manuscript on the big screen, she calmed down.

So what if the person in charge comes?

Anyway, they have no evidence...Xu Mei told herself in her heart, as if to encourage herself...

As long as she insists that it was Lei Quyu who plagiarized her ideas and Zhongyi Jewelry has no evidence, then it will be useless no matter who comes!

"So what if you are the person in charge of Zhongyi Jewelry!"

Xu Mei's tone was soft but strong, like an innocent little white flower who was bullied but remained strong and stubborn.

"Just because you are the person in charge of Zhongyi Jewelry, can you just indulge your designers to plagiarize other people's ideas like this?"

What she said was very heartfelt, and because she was speaking from the perspective of a weak person, it seemed very real and it stirred up the emotions of many people.

[To be honest... many people's businesses are indeed plagiarized. 】

[It’s not just the design industry. How many graduate students may be forced to submit their papers to their supervisors to have their names added to their names? If you don’t agree, your graduation will be delayed.]

[…I’m a little unsure.]

[If it was really done by me, Little Tang Dong, how could she dare to stand up so arrogantly in a global live broadcast? ? ? ]

Tang Tang couldn't help laughing when she heard her thief crying "Catch the thief". She said directly, "I just want to support Lei Quyu, what's wrong?"

She spoke calmly and with contempt, "After all, she's not like you...she keeps talking nonsense!"

"You! Why do you…"

Feng Lan's eyes lit up as he looked at Tang Tang, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up, very obviously.

There was no concealment on his expression, and his eyes were fixed directly on Tang Tang.

Jiashu, who was sitting next to Fenglan, had bumped into Tangtang and Fenglan together in the corridor before. Now seeing Fenglan not trying to hide it...

He subconsciously touched the tip of his nose and his eyes fell on Tang Tang. Looking at her delicate face and her imposing temperament, he understood why Feng Lan, such an unruly and rebellious person, became like a vicious dog coveting a bone.

Tang Tang said nonchalantly, "You made a good plan. You stole Lei Quyu's USB drive and deleted all the backups in the folder."

She said, "But... do you really think you did it perfectly?"

Xu Mei's face turned paler and her hands began to shake unconsciously. She stared at Tang Tang, wondering why she had checked Lei Quyu's computer several times and confirmed that there were no loopholes...

Why is Tang Tang so confident now?

Could it be... could it be that she really still has some loopholes?

Xu Mei's brain, which had been clouded by inexplicable emotions, seemed to finally become clearer. She looked at the people at the competition venue in panic. There were so many spectators below that it seemed that a spit from each of them could drown her.

[Eh? Why did Xu Mei's face turn so pale? ]

[Damn, I'm not feeling guilty! ! ]

[I said my wife would never do such a thing! ]

Lei Quyu noticed Tang Tang's gaze and immediately understood.

She looked at Xu Mei and said with some disappointment, "I didn't expect you to hate me so much."

"You did delete all the information in my folder... But I once had a lover who has long passed away. I am used to sharing some of my thoughts and life with him."

“Although his account will no longer respond, I always feel that he is still there.”

After hearing Lei Quyu's words, Xu Mei's face turned as white as lime.

Lei Quyu said word by word, "So I have all the chat records of the initial ideas for these design drawings and the first few drafts, and the time is before you took the USB drive away."

[What a shocking reversal! ]

【Holy shit! 】

[I said you should buy a larger phone memory, right?! Otherwise, you won’t be able to save your chat history.]

【Hahahahaha. 】

[Xu Mei, what is this? ? Is this considered a crime? ]

It was not only Xu Mei who turned pale. The person in charge of Fuman Jewelry who was secretly watching from behind the live broadcast room also turned pale.

Everyone only saw Tang Tang curling his lips, and then said, "Ms. Xu, Zhongyi Jewelry has called the police. You and the people behind you... take care of yourselves."

As Tang Tang said this, the head of Fuman Jewelry's legs suddenly went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

……

"Muse..."

Feng Lan pressed Tang Tang down on the sofa, leaned over her, and looked down at Tang Tang with a burning gaze.

Tang Tang was confused. She was half lying on the gray leather sofa in Feng Lan's house with one leg hanging on the carpet.

She was leaning against the edge of the sofa with a cup of coffee in her hand. Due to the sudden movement of lying down, she lost her balance, the cup tilted, and some coffee spilled out, splashing onto the white carpet.

This is a large flat that Feng Lan had just bought. He came to City A, and because Tang Tang lived here for a long time, he bought a property directly.

Tang Tang got rid of the person in charge of Fuman Jewelry and was in a good mood. Feng Lan took the opportunity to whimper and act coquettishly, and Tang Tang also became interested and agreed to stay at Feng Lan's place for one night.

Who would have thought that as soon as I entered the house with this bastard, he suddenly went crazy and pushed me onto the sofa.

Tang Tang looked up at Feng Lan, raised his head lazily and touched his chin, and said with a smile, "What are you doing? Are you going to rebel?"

The coffee that spilled out was very cold, and the nutty mocha had a very fragrant taste. The light cocoa-colored coffee liquid was mixed with the aroma of nuts and milk, and it wet Tang Tang's fingers with its coolness.

Feng Lan chuckled, lowered his head and said, "I want to kiss you."

His hands gently traced Tang Tang's face, especially her pair of vivid purple eyes, "It would be nice if I could tie you back to your nest, so that only I can see you."

He saw Tang Tang at the competition today. She was so dazzling. Countless people looked at her, and the obsession in their eyes was clearly visible.

Feng Lan never thought that there would be a day when he would be so obsessed, but as soon as he saw Tang Tang, he was like an addict, wishing to linger with him in the darkest corner, life and death, holding his muse and him in a life-and-death struggle.

"--Snapped."

Tang Tang slapped Feng Lan on the face, cleanly and decisively.