Chapter Fifteen: First Impressions of Memories 5

  It got bright and then dark again.

  Nina had no choice but to wake up, she couldn't continue sleeping like this or else the doctor would scold her.

  Muzi Xi didn't sleep all last night, his insomnia was the result of his first work that hadn't gone through the normal procedures. The reason is simple: one is because time is pressing, two is because the work is excellent. But now...

  He can't make any decisions and can only wait until he wakes up.

  Seeing him open his eyes, Muzi didn't bother with formal greetings and went straight to the point: "Haizishen, when will your draft be finished?"

  Nils pretended to be stunned by Muzi Xi's question, with a look of complete ignorance.

  Seeing Ni Shiluo staring blankly, Muzi Xi thought she had just woken up and wasn't fully awake yet, so he quickly called the doctor.

  The doctor came over and took a look: "Should be fine. Just woke up, may still be a bit fuzzy about what happened, will get better slowly."

  The doctor flipped her eyes, listened to her heart and lungs, measured her blood pressure... She thought for a whole day, how should she answer? Honestly, or pretend to be confused, neither of which was what she wanted. But how could she say something to get rid of the current trouble? Pretending to be confused was the best: "Director Wu! What did you just ask me?"

  "When will you finish writing 'Soul of the Sea'?" Mu Zixi asked anxiously.

  "The day before yesterday."

  "! Your work is exactly the same as Vicilia's. Moreover, they have done a better job in details, and most importantly, they also have a 'Heart of the Sea'."

  "What?" As expected, something had happened. Ni Shi Luo pretended to be shocked: "Director Mu! You must prove it for me, that's my heart and soul."

  "Why didn't you take it out earlier?"

  "Director Wang! You know me, I always strive to do my best. Didn't I also win second prize in the last fashion show?"

  Muzi Xi was right in saying nothing, she also took second place last time.

  "Director! Are you suspecting that I'm plagiarizing? You know me. Under pressure, my work is always mediocre. Only when there's no pressure can I produce good work."

  Muzi had been working under him for three years, and she was an excellent designer. As she said, she had encountered such situations before, because of the task, the manuscript submitted was not very good, but if there was time, she would redo a set, which would be better than the first one.

  "So what now? Their work is both good and outstanding, with great attention to detail, and they have one more piece than us."

  "Oh!" Nieshilo turned around, deliberately exaggerating the pain due to her injury: "Director Xi! Just because I'm missing one piece, you think I'm a plagiarist?"

  "I don't know what to do either? Should we go to the show today or not?"

  Li Yan rushed in: "Director Mu, there's something fishy about this."

  "What's wrong?"

  "I downloaded it. That evening gown on Victoria's manager is custom-made!"

  "What?"

  Leyan opened the downloaded Victoria's Secret show: "Look, her height is only about 165 cm, that evening dress she wore was just right, not tailored what."

  Muzi Xi looked at Musi Xue beside the model and Pei Yichen, comparing their height difference: "Indeed it is."

  "Why was that made to measure for her?"

  "They must have designed it beforehand. No matter how you look at it, it's like that. The manager isn't a model, the clothes on stage are all designed according to the model's height and measurements, so why is there one piece of clothing that fits her perfectly? It must have been prepared beforehand."

  Muzi Xi listened to Liyan's words and felt that there was some truth to them. Nishiluo, who was standing aside, heard the sound of a mountain road turning around and hurriedly followed along in agreement.

  "Alright, our show must go on!" Mu Zixi could only grit his teeth and move forward. If the work was plagiarized, he wouldn't be able to withdraw it even if he wanted to; the name of plagiarism had already been pinned on the company's head. But if the work wasn't plagiarized, then withdrawing it would be a huge loss.

  Upon hearing Mu Zi Xi's decision, Ni Shi Luo smiled complacently. It seemed that good fortune was still by her side.

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  In the boundless dark forest, the tall and lush trees made Muxue look up at the sky. The eerie fog swirled around her. That woman came, she slowly approached her, wanting to take away her beloved father. She walked over with a smile, that smile more ominous than the forest: "I will take everything from you... little beauty... Xia Zhi Bei... I will take it all..." In an instant, that face transformed into Yicun, that beautiful and demonic face, those cold and emotionless eyes: "I will take everything from you... everything..."

  Dad walked over, just silently looked at her for a while, then turned and walked towards that woman, who was laughing wildly.

  She's back, she's back! Her eyes emitted a faint green glow, and with her sword pointed at her: "Regret it now, regret misjudging me... The things you'll regret are yet to come..." She maniacally laughed as she stabbed the sword into her own chest...

  Just as the sword was about to pierce her chest, a pair of large hands pulled her away. It was Ling Shuiyue!

  Xia Zhi Bei appeared, pointing his sword at Ling Shui Yao: "I'm going to kill both of you."

  Ling Shuiyue and Xia Zhi's northern blow came together, the woman took advantage of the opportunity to rush towards Musi Xue. The sharp sword tip made Musi Xue unable to open her eyes, a figure rushed over to block in front of her...

  She couldn't see the man's face clearly, only knowing that the sharp sword in the woman's hand had pierced his chest, and the bright red blood was flowing out, dyeing the snow on her eyelashes crimson...

  Ke Na Meng... ...Mù Sī Xuě lay back on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, her mind filled with the dream she just had. She saw it, in that last moment, the person standing in front of her was Ling Shuiyue, it was him... How could it be him? Did she really fall in love with him?

  No! She knew nothing about him, yet he was secretly investigating her and the company.

  Muxi Xue said countless "no"s, impossible! How could he know himself?

  Why not?

  No! I mustn't be so irrational. Can't beautify him and things just because I miss him.

  Longing? She actually used the word longing to describe her feelings for him? ...No way! She must be too eager for romance. Right! It must be that way.

  Muzi Xue convinced herself like this and left her bed, walked into the bathroom, and submerged her face in the icy water basin.