C1 Chaotic Private Life

City A.

Danlin Exhibition Center was holding a jewelry exhibition.

Gu Anqian was wearing a long black dress with her back drenched in cold sweat. The jewelry exhibition was coming to an end. She said, "This is the last piece of work for this exhibition. It is the latest piece that I have completed in my country. Because I just finished this piece, I haven't given it a name yet."

She grabbed a corner of the velvet cloth from the display cabinet and gently pulled it down. A unique diamond brooch was revealed. The flashlights on the scene kept flashing. But none of them could compare to the dazzling light of the diamond brooch itself.

The people below the stage all looked at the brooch with appreciation, but no one noticed the unusual expression on the face of the main character of the jewelry exhibition.

Gu Anqian clenched her fists tightly. Her thumb and nails ruthlessly pinched the inside of her index finger. She relied on the pain to keep her awake.

It was not that Gu Anqian had never seen such a scene before. She definitely would not be nervous because there were many people attending the exhibition or because of these flashing lights. But her body began to feel a little strange since the exhibition was halfway through.

Her entire body was hot and there was an inexplicable heat surging within her body. Even the faces of the reporters in front of her were sometimes clear and sometimes blurry.

Just as she once again used the pain of pinching her hands to keep herself awake, a reporter raised the microphone and rushed onto the stage. "Miss Gu, may I ask if your design inspiration for this brooch came from an international jewelry designer, the Crown series that Jericha has yet to publish?"

Gu Anqian was slightly stunned and did not have the time to answer the reporter's question. Another reporter raised the microphone. "I heard that you are the disciple that Master Jericha is most proud of, but two days before Miss Gu returned to the country, he announced to the outside world that he had cut off his relationship with you as a teacher and student. Is it because you plagiarized his new work that you can't stay overseas anymore? Is that why you chose to return to the country and develop? "

"Also, some foreign media said that your famous work was the first work of a late master in the jewelry industry. May I ask if this is true? "

"Please explain!"

Copy?

Gu Anqian held the microphone tightly and said firmly, "First of all, I did not plagiarize anyone's work, and Teacher Jericha and I did not cut off our relationship as teachers and students. Your words are slander."

"Is that so, Miss Gu? An hour ago, Jericha posted the promotional campaign for the Crown series on the social platform, and secretly pointed out that someone had plagiarized his Crown series work. How do you explain this?"

Gu Anqian felt a headache coming from the reporter's voice, but she had to calmly explain. "If you really have proof that I plagiarized it, then just show it. Don't use words to cause public opinion, or I will use legal means to protect my rights. "

"But I heard that your private life is in chaos, if you don't believe me, we have videos as proof!"

As soon as the reporter finished speaking, the projector that was supposed to display jewelry pictures suddenly projected two photos. The light in the pictures was dim. However, it could be seen that the background of the picture was in a private room in an entertainment venue. There were a few very clear faces in the picture, and one of them was Gu Anqian.

In the photo, Gu Anqian's hair was messy, and she was wearing revealing clothes. Her white and long legs were hanging on a man's strong legs. Her head was leaning on the man's shoulder, and her face was flushed red after getting drunk.

After the two photos, there was a video that only lasted for a few dozen seconds. The music in the video was deafening and carried a strong rhythm. The main character in the video was half lying on the sofa in the room.

A man with a wide back covered most of the camera. His rough hands were moving on the white and smooth skin of the main character. In addition to the strong rhythm music, there were also several men cursing in the video.

The woman in the video was the new designer, Gu Anqian, who had been plagiarized on the stage!

When the video was released, the people at the scene exclaimed in surprise. The private life of the only daughter of Gu's Corporation studying abroad was really exciting!

The man's back covered the entire camera, but Gu Anqian's panting and shy voice could be heard from the moving camera.

Gu Anqian stared at the video on the screen with her eyes wide open. Her brain buzzed, her cheeks and ears were hot, and her legs under her black skirt were unconsciously clamped together.

Especially the sound of panting and shyness, it made her body feel like it was on fire and she felt uncomfortable all over.

"Miss Gu, your private life is so chaotic, how are you going to make us believe that your work is not plagiarized?!"

The host on the stage was the first to react. He hurriedly pressed the button of the projector. At the same time, the shocked staff quickly stopped the aggressive reporters. "There must be a misunderstanding! Please calm down, reporters! Give her a chance to explain!"

"An opportunity to explain? The plagiarist is not qualified to explain!" Not only were there aggressive reporters below the stage, even some of the young people participating in the exhibition joined in the noisy scuffle. "Get lost, plagiarist!"

The host saw that the scene was about to lose control and quickly went to protect Gu Anqian. "Let's get off the stage first and wait for the security to deal with it."

At this moment, Gu Anqian felt uncomfortable all over her body. She was so hot that she could not breathe, but her eyes still retained a trace of clarity. She said in a determined tone, "I did not plagiarize!"

With that, the flowers that were supposed to be used to bless her were thrown onto the stage. Those unpleasant words were like knives stabbing into her heart.

"Be careful!" The host kindly helped her block a few flowers. Finally, someone threw the vase at her.

The scene was a mess. The surging crowd blocked her way out of the stage, not giving her any chance to escape. The reporters crazily aimed their cameras at her, wanting to take her most embarrassing, most impoverished photos, and then report back.

"You dare to plagiarize Master Jericha's work? Go to hell!"

Along with a sharp scolding, a heavy vase was smashed towards Gu Anqian's head.

Gu Anqian subconsciously closed her eyes and only heard a bang. It was not as painful as she expected but she fell into a warm and firm embrace.

"Director Ling!" The secretary quickly let the bodyguards push aside the crowd and rush forward to protect him.

The reporters glared at him. A few experienced reporters recognized him with just the side profile of the man on stage. The man on the stage protecting her was the CEO of Ling's Corporation, Ling Siting!

Why would Ling Siting appear in a personal jewelry exhibition?

Those who knew Ling Siting's information knew that he was a terrifying businessman with powerful skills. He had a lot of influence in City A. The Ling's Corporation was founded by him, and although he was young, he had a net worth of 100 billion. Although he rarely appeared in public, he was still an influential figure in the circle of socialites in City A.

A person like him usually wouldn't even appear in important press conferences of his family's brand, but he appeared at the personal exhibition of a newcomer jewelry designer who had just returned to the country. This news made the reporters even more excited.

Gu Anqian, who had closed her eyes because of fear, heard the panting of the reporters. The originally noisy exhibition hall immediately became much quieter.

Gu Anqian looked up and saw a pair of deep black eyes staring at her. There was worry and anger between his brows.

But in the next second, the hand behind her waist made her feel more and more uncomfortable. She groaned in pain. The tip of her nose was filled with the faint scent of a man's body. Her body could not help but want to stick tightly to the man in front of her.