Ye Beisheng leaned against the door frame and waited for Alan to finish speaking before looking up with a smile.
She was wearing a red dress, and her aura was bright and bright.
"Which brand is her dress from? It's really quite good-looking."
"I have never seen it before. It might be some unknown small brand…"
"How could a small brand have such an outstanding design? It feels like the work of some great designer…"
"Stop talking. We're here today to crusade against plagiarists. It's none of our business whether the plagiarists dress well or not."
Su Wanyun looked away from Ye Beisheng's face and gritted her teeth. "Beisheng, I tried to persuade Mr. Alan not to make a big deal out of this, but he didn't listen. I…"
"Hmph, you still have the cheek to come. The evidence of plagiarism is conclusive. What else do you have to say!"
Alan interrupted impatiently.
