The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

"It's not dated, but I signed it."

Nan Jiaojiao didn't adjust other pictures. She stood up straight and supported her sore waist. "Do you want more evidence? If you want more, I can give it to you."

Rose's face turned pale.

Actually...

They actually do these tricks!
"You...even if you talk big, you only designed jewelry. How could it match sweetheart's traditional Chinese style clothes? Either she told you the theme, or you are..."

Halfway through, he stopped abruptly.

Rose was stunned for a long time, then suddenly looked up, her eyes fixed on Nan Jiaojiao's calm face, and she began to tremble, as if the deepest shadow in her heart suddenly grew wildly, and the fear and dread made her angry and embarrassed.

"you……"

The signature on the drawing...

"She's a sweetheart!"

Yueyu couldn't help but screamed and stood up from her seat excitedly.

The originally quiet hall suddenly became noisy.

The reporters who reacted first gathered around and took pictures frantically of Nan Jiaojiao on the stage.

The boss finally showed up!
"She is……"

The several designers brought by Rose only came to their senses when the spotlight flashed on their faces.

"Oh my god, she's just a sweetheart."

"I entered this industry because of her influence. She is my mentor!"

"Back then? How many years ago? I started drawing when I was twelve. When I was fourteen, I saw the blue and white porcelain series of skirts she designed, but I was determined to become a designer when I grew up. I always thought..." "I thought that sweetheart was just a childish name, so she must be quite old. I didn't expect that when I was worshipping her, she was actually about the same age as me. No, no, maybe even younger."

"Oh my god, she became famous at such a young age. If I had been famous since I was a child, I would have been so vain that I would have wanted to tell the whole world. How could she endure it?"

"If Rose hadn't made such a big fuss, I guess she wouldn't have revealed her identity."

That’s right. If Rose hadn’t sworn that the newcomer had plagiarized her and invited them to come and judge the case, how could she have seen the living master with her own eyes?

Isn't it ridiculous to say that sweetheart copied her?

Isn't it normal for people to match the clothes they design with the same set of jewelry?

Rose couldn't accept the fact, staring at Nan Jiaojiao with more and more resentment, "How could you be that person! EY has no one left, right? You pushed a kid out to take over the identity, do you think we are all fools!"

Nan Jiaojiao looked at her calmly, "Who is the fool?"

"Silly..." Rose's eyebrows suddenly frowned, "You scolded me?!"

"No, I won't call a fool. I am a well-educated person."

Rose was furious. "Why are you so proud in front of me, you..."

Nan Jiaojiao waited for her to speak, but she couldn't continue. She spoke only a few words in a disjointed manner, and the sound of her uneven breathing drowned out her voice.

She was very vindictive and was also angry about Rose's trouble. She could no longer hide behind me and speak rudely. "I won't hold you responsible for sucking my blood for so many years, but you have to be clean. You stole my plan and stole my head. If you really have run out of ideas, then stop struggling and find a man to marry sooner or later!"

Nan Jiaojiao was not giving a blessing. She was advising a woman who had a grudge against her to get married as soon as possible. There is no curse more foul than this.

Sometimes insults without organs are more damaging. (End of this chapter)