Chapter 103 - Backfired
The Mafia's Crybaby Wife
âLu Anâan, how can you accuse others like this?â Gu Anning was very angry.
She grabbed the design draft and said, âI drew this myself. Where is your signature? Take a closer look at the handwriting on this draft. Is it yours or mine?â
Gu Anning said firmly, as if she had nothing to fear.
Lu Anâan took the draft from her and looked at it carefully. Her face instantly turned pale.
She had indeed designed this draft, but be it the handwriting or the details, it was obviously not her work.
How could this be?
Lu Anâan was trembling all over. She rushed into her office and opened her drawer. She saw that the draft of her design was lying in her drawer intact.
She held her draft. Her signature was written on the back of the draft.
It seemed that Gu Anningâs draft was indeed drawn by herself, but how could she draw the same design pattern as her?.
The more Lu Anâan thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong. Gu Anning must have used some unspeakable method to plagiarize her idea.
She was so scared that her whole body trembled. She raised her head and looked around the office.
There must be a camera in this office.
âWhat do we have here?â Gu Anning looked at her and sneered, âYour design draft is lying in your drawer intact. I didnât touch it. Donât accuse me again.â
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Lu Anâan was trembling all over. She looked at Gu Anning coldly and knew that she had been tricked by her again.
She had imagined how Gu Anning would set her up many times.
However, she hadnât expected Gu Anning to be so bold as to steal her design drafts again and again.
However, she didnât have any evidence to prove that Gu Anning had stolen her design drafts.
The surveillance cameras in the office were broken, and she had been the last one to leave when she got off work yesterday.
There was no proof for what she said now.
If Lu Anâan stood up and accused Gu Anning of stealing her work now, others would definitely say that she was making excuses.
âWhatâs wrong, Lu Anâan? Arenât you going to say anything?â Gu Anning looked at her and said proudly, âAre your eyes playing tricks on you? How can you treat other peopleâs work as your own?â
Looking at Gu Anningâs smug face, Lu Anâan was very angry, but she knew that her anger wouldnât do any good.
The angrier she was, the happier Gu Anning was.
She rushed out of the studio with her picture book in her arms.
The studio was no longer safe, others can copy her work at any time.
Now, if she wanted to advance to the finals, she could only find a place where no one was around and start designing again.
There were only two days left, and she couldnât waste all her time on Gu Anning.
She took out her previous design draft. The more she thought about it, the more unwilling she felt.
She accepted that she was caught off guard and that she was unlucky.
Lu Anâan tore up the design draft that she had drawn before and threw it into the trash can. Then, she left.
In the studio.
Gu Anning looked at Lu Anâan proudly. She was extremely happy when she left.
âGu Anning, come here for a moment.â Han Ziyuan looked at her from the office door.
âDid you see Lu Anâanâs expression just now? I like the way she wants to kill me but canât do anything about it,â Gu Anning said proudly.
âThis time, we succeeded. I have already gone to her office to take down the pinhole camera. You must be careful. The selection is about to start. Donât let your guard down,âHan Ziyuan instructed her, âYou must win against her.â
Gu Anning said confidently, âDonât worry. Nothing will happen. Only two people can advance to the finals. Iâm confident. Letâs see if Lu Anâan will be able to finish a new design draft and sample in the remaining two days.â