Everyone was stunned by the words of the designer from Ying Country, looking incredulously at Cheng Yi. Cheng Yi, too, was momentarily taken aback, his complexion instantly turning pale as if he had just remembered something.
The designer from Ying Country's face turned beet-red as he forcefully slapped the table.
"I'll ask you again, was it intentional or not!"
Cheng Yi hesitated for two seconds, clenching his fist and biting his back teeth in a place where no one could see. He sharply denied it with a piercing gaze.
"I have never plagiarized anyone else's ideas. If you insist that I have copied, then please show me the evidence!"
Ji Yao's face didn't look so good, her gaze dark and unclear as it shifted between the two.
Although he greatly admired the work, if the piece itself carried the stain of plagiarism, he wouldn't spare it another glance.
The designer from Ying Country laughed out of fury, nodding repeatedly.
