Chapter Fifteen: First Impressions of Memories 6

  That damned dream had been haunting Muxue's heart for the entire morning.

  She tried hard to get her brain into gear, but all she could think of was Ling Shuiyue's dream of blocking swords for her and Ling Shuiyue's scorching and deep gaze. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake it off. Fortunately, this meeting would be very short and not decisive.

  After the meeting ended, Musi Xue stood in front of the mirror and said "calm down" countless times before heading to the fashion show venue. She wanted to see if there were any new developments on David's side.

  Here is the translation:

  "This is Li Ping'an's responsibility. Musi Xue asked Li Ping'an: 'Director Li! How's David's side today?'"

  "So far, they haven't stopped that group of works." Li Pingan is now really anxious. He has a feeling of losing everything after gaining nothing. If things go wrong, he and Quan will be finished this time.

  "Do you think Qiqi will plagiarize?"

  "Manager! This is hard to say. She was recruited through our online recruitment campaign, and we don't even know what she did before."

  "What about from your work?"

  "How can you tell if it's the same thing?" Li Ping'an pretended to be puzzled.

  Listening to Li Ping'an's unhelpful words, Mu Si Xue helplessly asked: "Where is Zhang Hao Ran?"

  "It should be in the rest room."

  Zhang Haoran may be a bit silly, but he likes to tell the truth. Muxi Xue now needs his attitude and opinions most.

  At dusk, Xue gently pushed Zhang Haoran, who was sleeping in a chair, but he didn't react. She then used her foot to lightly kick his foot again, still no reaction. Helpless, she leaned over and loudly shouted into Zhang Haoran's ear: "Zhang Haoran!"

  Zhang Haoran stood up straight with a loud "Huh": "Yes!"

  Seeing it was Musi Xue, he collapsed onto the chair: "Manager! This is going to scare people to death."

  At the thought of snow, he smiled self-deprecatingly. It seemed that he had indeed been infected by him to some extent, and when doing things, he also became a bit silly: "I'd like to ask for your opinion. What do you think of Qiqi's work?"

  "What else could it be?"

  "No way. This is absolutely Qiqi's work. From a designer's perspective, that's Qiqi's style, it can't be anyone else's. Manager! Do we need to argue about this? You also seem to have understood Qiqi's interpretation of the work. Zhang Haoran suddenly remembered something: "David, do you still have that piece on you?"

  Muxi Snow shook her head: "No."

  "What else can I say? That piece is the masterpiece of 'Return', it's undeniable and there's no controversy about it. Any designer who sees it will think so. Besides, the entire work was created by me and Qiqi together, she didn't do this before, and the design draft didn't fully express what she wanted to convey. She had her own ideas and thoughts about each piece, made a lot of changes, and kept asking for my opinion. I guarantee with my life, that's Qiqi's work."

  "Alright, based on this. Think about it, how could Qiqi's work be taken by someone else?"

  Zhang Haoran hadn't thought of this question and was stopped by Mu Si Xue: "Yes, how could David have QiQi's work? David's headquarters is in Guangzhou, thousands of miles away from us, and there are only agents in Shuicheng, so how could they have QiQi's work?"

  "Has QiQi been to Guangzhou before?" After Mu Si Xue said the two words "Guangzhou", a familiar name flashed through her mind - Li Ping An, who had asked for leave a few days ago and seemed to have gone to Guangzhou at that time.

  "I've only heard Qiqi mention that she's been in Shuicheng for a year now. This is her tenth job here."

  "After Kiki's work arrived at our company, who has seen it?"

  "Boss! Everyone in the design department should have seen it. You forgot, we had a meeting and voted on it. Otherwise, how would I have gotten my chance to shine?"

  "It was me who forgot." Musi Xue felt that she had asked all the questions she should have: "Stop staring at the exhibition stand, you need to commercialize your work and put it into production as soon as possible."

  "Thanks, boss! Are you going to that last show on Saturday?"

  "Take another look." David stepped closer and closer, and Muxue didn't know if she wanted to come again.

  Looking at Muxi Xue's back, Zhang Haoran felt somewhat disappointed.

  Li Ping'an took advantage of the evening snow to open the door and slipped away quickly.

  What Zhang Haoran said is right, any designer who sees it will know that it's a copy. What can be done about this? How did a surprise attack by General Zhang Fei suddenly appear halfway through, and how did an unexpected masterpiece suddenly emerge?

  Shouldn't he take a look first? Li Ping'an immediately negated this idea, it's not possible now that he's the target of public criticism, if he goes to take a look, isn't that equivalent to telling everyone that he did it?

  He was almost anxious to death. Even so, there is someone in the background who is more anxious and fearful than him - Huang Xingyu!

  Muxi Xue Li was about to leave for the company when Atang suddenly ran over.

  "Manager! Take a look at this first." Ah Tong handed over the tablet: "'David' not only doesn't have the suit you're wearing, but Mingde is also messing with their situation. There are many photos and videos, all of which are real. I just had Ah Jiang go over there to investigate, yesterday, three ambulances arrived, and Mingde didn't appear on their T-stage either..."

  Mù sī xuě fēi kuài de fān zhe huà miàn，zuì zhōng tíng zài nà ge shì pín shàng.

  Translation:

  She quickly flipped through the pages, finally stopping at that video.

  Is this the Mingde she knew? Is this the Flower Boy Mingde? The one who always smiled at her, how could he be so crazy and unruly?

  He was heartbroken, he shouted "No!" It was anger! The tearing pain invaded him... She was so bad, knowing they were old friends, yet refused to acknowledge them.

  Ah Tong saw his manager actually in tears and was frightened: "Manager!"

  "Let me take a look at my schedule for today, is there anything else?" Muxi Xue wiped away her tears.

  "If you don't come to the booth tonight, then nothing will happen."

  "Ah Tong! Just be patient for a bit. Stay here and keep watch tonight, I'm not feeling too reassured. If anything happens, give me a call on my cell phone."

  "Okay, goodbye manager!"

  "Goodbye!" As soon as the words fell, Musui Xue's car had already turned around and headed in the direction of Mingde's house in the west of the city.

  Shen Shu-xian had been spending the past two days at Ming De's place, firstly to conveniently observe his injury and secondly to be on standby to coordinate any issues between the company and Ming De. Upon hearing the doorbell, she opened the door and Mu Si Xue walked in.

  "Hello! We've met before."

  Mingde, lying on the sofa, put down the magazine and smiled at Muxi: "Is it that you won't come see me unless I'm hurt?"

  Muxi Xue walked into the living room and sat down beside Mingde: "Where were you hurt? Let me take a look!"

  Ming De turned his head, presenting the injured area to Mu Si Xue: "Can you see? I only got two stitches. It's nothing, just rest for two days and it'll be fine. The doctor kicked me out of the hospital." He was indeed kicked out by the doctor, under Xi Zi Mu's strong protest.

  Below.

  Muxi Xue leaned her head over, looking better than she had imagined: "As long as you're not hurt, that's all that matters. Next time you fight, be more careful, others can get hurt, but you can't."

  "Don't you think it's unmanly and lacking in character for me to hit a woman?"

  "Are you a man? I couldn't tell." Murong Xue said with a forced smile.

  Ming De gently ruffled Muxi's hair: "Joke that I'm not sexy..."

  Ming De made this move, and the magazine that was originally placed on his body fell off.

  Muxi Xue was so focused on looking at Mingde's wound that she didn't notice Mingde was staring at the magazine she wanted to read. She picked up the magazine, and "Tian Shi Zhi Lei" (Angel's Tears) met her eyes once again.

  "Is there someone you miss inside?" Musui Xue flipped through the magazine nonchalantly.

  "Uh-huh."

  "Is it her?" Musui Xue pointed at herself on the cover.

  She is one of them.

  Muxi Xue flipped through the magazine, and behind Ming De was a girl who looked exactly like Ming De: "Who is she? You! Are you doing styling?"

  "She's talking nonsense, she is my sister, we are twins."

  "Does she love you?"

  Ming De gently ruffled Muxi's hair: "Fool, how could she possibly love me?"

  "What's going on? You two look like a couple." Mu Si Xue's heart almost jumped out.

  "You also think so, and Sister Yun thinks so too." Ming De was very pleased.

  Sister-in-law brought over a cup of coffee: "See, I'm not the only one who thinks so, Xi Xue thinks the same way."

  Mingde Magazine: "We are friends, more like close relatives, just like you and me."

  "Let's talk again later." He said they were relatives and friends. Muxi Xue looked at Mingde, which meant she still had many questions to ask him.

  Ming De reached out and gently lifted down Moxi Xue's forehead: "Are you here to see me or to see it?"

  "If this goes on, I'll be the one getting hurt, not you." Musui Xue covered her forehead.

  "You didn't come to see me at the first opportunity, so I won't promote you for a while?"

  Xue still had the magazine on her mind: "You know I've been very busy these past few days."

  "Hey, you look familiar!" Shen Shuxian felt that Musi Xue looked very familiar the first time she saw her, but what she was more worried about was that she and Mingde were rumored to be in a scandal, so she ignored these thoughts. Now that it's spreading wildly online that she's Pei Yichen's girlfriend, she didn't think much of it anymore.

  "Moira! I'm hungry!" Seeing Muxi Xue didn't react, Mingde continued to tap on Muxi Xue's forehead: "I'm hungry! I want to eat beer shrimp!"

  That's the benefit of being loud. Mu Si Xue was envious of that magazine, but couldn't just take it by force: "Eat here or at the dinner table?"

  "Dining table."

  "Want me to help you up?" Muxi Xue stretched out her hand.

  "I'm fine," said Mingde as he went upstairs: "You have to peel a pound of shrimp today."

  "Is shrimp good for wounds?"

  Seeing Mingde walking upstairs, he shouted: "Isn't it supposed to be in the dining hall? What's going on upstairs?"

  "He went to deliver magazines." Shen Shuxian said beside her.

  "I couldn't help but flip through two pages the last time I saw him, and he's been giving me attitude for a long time. Heaven knows why that magazine is so precious to him. Now I'm not even curious about the magazine anymore, but I'm starting to wonder why you can look at him without getting angry, just smiling lightly." Shen Shuyan complained.

  Musing by the snowy edge, listening to Shen Shu Xian speak while putting the peeled shrimp on Shen Shu Xian's plate: "Sister Xian! Eat shrimp!"

  "Oh, thank you!"