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Chapter 139 Wen Li: "I'm quite disappointed to see you guys still laughing"; Design D

Wen Yan came out of the garage.

I met Wen Xin at the door of the villa who happened to be coming back from evening study.

"Xinxin." She smiled and asked, "The results of the competition should be out, right? How did it go?"

Wen Xin was furious and turned her face away, asking, "How dare you ask? Are you doing this on purpose?"

I wanted to win the championship, but ended up being defeated by Wen Li.

With her major, if she could get first place in design, she would definitely become famous in school. At the very least, if she got second place, she would still attract attention.

As a result, no one was interested.

Everyone only paid attention to Wen Li who was in first place and Tang Tan who was in third place. She was stuck in the middle and didn't care, feeling awkward.

Wen Yan was confused: "What's wrong?"

Wen Xin: "Didn't you say you could definitely take first place? Even Wen Li, an amateur who grew up in the countryside, can't compare to him."

Wen Yan was stunned for two seconds, then asked uncertainly, "Are you saying that my design lost to Xiao Li?"

"What else? You're a designer? And you can even work at Lu Corporation? I think you're deliberately trying to embarrass our Wen family."

Wen Xin mocked, "With your level, you still dream of being appreciated by Master Lu Wu? You're just dreaming. Just go to bed."

Wen Yan murmured: "...How is this possible."

She looked embarrassed, unable to understand and unable to accept it.

Her expression changed rapidly, and she quickly calmed down, remembering another important point: "So, what did she do to Tang Tan?"

Wen Xin laughed when she spoke of this: "That brainless Wen Li threw slop all over Tang Tan in front of everyone at school."

It was Wen Li's stupid act of seeking death that made up for her bad mood of missing out on the first place.

Otherwise, she would have used even more unpleasant words to ridicule Wen Yan.

Wen Yan was slightly surprised, her eyes flickering.

Say: "Xiao Li is too impulsive."

"She's finished this time. I want to see how my father will protect her." Wen Xin looked like she was watching a good show, and then said, "I want to see if the Lu family will help her."

The last sentence made Wen Yan raise her eyes.

The two entered the villa.

I saw my father, elder brother and Lin Yun were all there.

But looking at the expressions of his father and Wen Ming, there was nothing wrong.

On the contrary, my father seemed quite pleased.

Could it be that he still doesn’t know what Wen Li did at school?

"Dad, Mom, Brother, do you know what Wen Li did at school today?" Wen Xin couldn't wait to tell them.

Wen Baixiang responded with a helpless expression, "I know, the matter has been resolved, so don't mention it in the future."

Wen Xin was incredulous: "It's resolved? Wen Li treated Tang Tan like that, and the Tang family just let her go?"

Lin Yun winked at his stupid daughter.

But Wen Xin didn't even look at her.

Wen Baixiang frowned slightly. "Isn't it a good thing that the Tang family doesn't care? You sound very disappointed."

Wen Xin: "I..."

Wen Baixiang said in a slightly serious tone: "Besides, she is your sister."

Wen Xin bit her lip and said nothing.

Wen Yan, who was standing by, said, "Dad, is the matter really resolved? I don't think the Tang family is easy to talk to. If anything really happens, don't carry it alone. We are a family and can help solve it together."

Wen Yan spoke softly, her tone full of concern.

Wen Baixiang's brows relaxed, and his tone slowed down: "Don't worry, your elder brother has taken care of it."

"Brother?" Wen Yan couldn't help but look at Wen Ming.

The Tang family doesn’t even give face to the Wen family, so how could they give face to Wen Ming?

Wen Ming's smile was superficial, and he said lightly, "Chairman Tang is actually quite reasonable."

Wen Yan saw that he didn't seem willing to say more.

At this moment, a figure walked in from the door.

Wen Ming's smile deepened: "Xiao Li is back."

Wen Li looked at the family and, for once, took the initiative to speak to them. "I'm quite disappointed to see you guys still smiling."

Lin Yun suppressed the urge to scold her, forced a smile, and scolded her nonchalantly, "What are you talking about, kid?"

As soon as Wen Li opened his mouth, Wen Baixiang's face would change.

He hesitated several times to speak,

Finally, I said in a fatherly tone: "Don't be so impulsive in the future. You won't be so lucky every time."

Wen Xin couldn't help but said unconvincedly: "Dad, she caused such a big trouble at school, and you just said a few words and it's over?"

Wen Baixiang's face darkened slightly.

Just as he was about to say something, Lin Yun spoke before him: "Kid, if you're tired, go upstairs and wash up and rest."

Wen Xin looked at her mother who kept winking at her and could only endure it.

Wen Li glanced at Wen Baixiang and said slowly, "Master Lu Wu's reputation isn't so easy to use. If Master Lu Wu knew that someone was using his influence to cheat people..."

As she spoke, her eyes met Wen Ming's calm gaze.

Wen Ming smiled at her without changing his expression. He seemed not to have heard or understood what Wen Li said. Then he continued,

He praised himself, "I didn't expect Xiao Li to know jewelry design and be so good at it. She won first place."

Wen Li stared at Wen Ming, who was pretending to be dumbfounded, and said what he had not finished saying: "Be careful of backlash."

Her words were neither light nor heavy, but her eyes were frosty.

"I've seen your work." Wen Ming, still smiling, continued to praise, "I know a bit about jewelry, and your level of skill participating in a campus competition is simply a dimensionality reduction blow."

Looking at the stubborn Wen Ming, Wen Li raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his smile cold.

She was too lazy to talk any more with Wen Ming and went upstairs.

As Wen Li left, the hall fell into an eerie silence.

Everyone's eyes fell on Wen Ming at the same time.

The eyes are different.

Wen Baixiang looked at his son, stood up, and said calmly: "Ming, come with me to the study."

Wen Yan went upstairs with mixed feelings.

Lin Yun and Wen Xin were left in the hall.

Lin Yun scoffed, "I thought he was very capable."

Wen Xin was a little confused: "What exactly does Wen Li want to do? What is her relationship with Master Lu Wu?"

Lin Yun was unwilling but helpless, saying, "Didn't you say that Lu Ziyin likes her? Even if she has nothing to do with Fifth Master Lu, Lu Ziyin alone is enough for her to rise to prominence."

Wen Xin: "She's lucky this time. If she causes a few more scandals, Lu Ziyin and the Lu family won't protect her anymore."

Wen Yan went upstairs but did not return to her room.

Instead, he went to his own study.

She sits in front of the computer.

I went to the Peking University Forum which I hadn’t visited for a long time.

I saw Wen Li’s work that won first place.

She watched it over and over again, and each time she watched it, her mood grew worse. She couldn't believe it: "How could this be possible..."

Is this the work of Wen Li?

Given her upbringing and cognition, this is absolutely impossible.

Seeing a bunch of people questioning Wen Li's work, Wen Yan gradually calmed down.

Tang Tan will find out whether it is original or not.

Wen Yan quickly composed herself and immersed herself in the draft.

This time the company is collaborating with the brand 'Jinbolin' to launch a series of jewellery with different themes and styles.

This was an opportunity she hadn't earned.

She must stand out and become Lu's chief designer.

She had to let Lu Xixiao see her.

However, after working hard all night, looking at the two sets of jewelry on the table that I had spent more than half a month designing, I always felt that something was missing.

Wen Yan went out listlessly.

If I can't come up with a better idea before submission, I can only submit the two design plans I have.

Wen Yan was so engrossed in her thoughts about the design draft that she didn't notice the servant coming out of Wen Li's room to clean up, and bumped into him.

The garbage bag in the servant's hand, which was not tied tightly, fell to the ground.

"Miss, are you okay?" the servant asked hurriedly.

Wen Yan, however, was lost in thought as she stared at the few design drafts scattered from the garbage bag on the ground...