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She looked up, her gaze fixed confidently on Qu Yi, "And no one will suddenly just stumble upon inspiration."
Qu Yi chuckled, "Miss Sheng, what makes you so confident?"
Sheng Shushu didn't answer; instead, she countered, "Why shouldn't I be confident? Anyone in design understands that. Perhaps it's a question you should be asking yourself, Miss Qu?"
She should be fully aware of why it's not a coincidence, but plagiarism, and how it was done.
Designers dread this sort of thing the most. Qu Yi had returned to the country presumably to build a reputation—I refuse to believe she'd want to fall flat on her face before even starting.
Sheng Shushu stood up, very graciously, "I'll cover the bill today. Miss Qu, contact me when you have thought it through—the sooner, the better."
As soon as she learned about it, she could have Feng Xu find a way to cut it off, preventing a third trust institution from getting involved and letting Shen Ao take it all directly instead.
