"Ah, this is how our circle works. You know that it’s just like applying for a patent. Even if everything is your original design, if soone else gets ahead and applies first, it has nothing to do with you." Qiao Mo patiently comforted Yu Qianxun.
Yu Qianxun was still unwilling but had nothing to say.
Qiao Mo changed the subject, "I heard Professor Han ntion that you got the opportunity to collaborate with Master Simon this ti. I haven’t congratulated you yet."
"Congratulations, Qianxun. Make sure you seize this opportunity."
Yu Qianxun smiled and gently pulled her arm, "Xiao Mo..."
"Hmm?"
Yu Qianxun hesitated and then softly asked, "Will you be upset?"
Qiao Mo paused for a mont, not imdiately understanding what she ant.
"If it weren’t for your incident, it wouldn’t have been my turn to collaborate with Master Simon... you..."
"Qianxun, what are you saying? You’re an excellent designer too. Perhaps Master Simon likes your style, since your design this ti has a more Oriental charm, whereas mine only draws inspiration from Oriental mythology, and the rest of the design uses Western elents. I’m genuinely happy for you, why would I be upset?"
"Really?"
"Of course, it’s true."
Seeing this, Yu Qianxun breathed a sigh of relief. She turned around, sat on the bed, and continued, "But Xiao Mo, speaking of which, you should carefully investigate how the draft was leaked. If you find evidence, you must throw it in Alina’s face!"
Talking about this matter, Qiao Mo nodded, "Okay, I’ll think about it later. But I’m afraid it’s quite difficult to find out."
The two chatted aimlessly, and Qiao Mo started packing up her things.
Originally, she could have stayed until tomorrow after the competition ended, but perhaps because of being wronged here, she was eager to go ho, wanting to fly back to find that man imdiately.
Once she packed up, Qiao Mo imdiately booked the earliest flight ticket.
However, she didn’t tell Fu Nancheng, intending to surprise him on her return.
Earlier, he had asked when the competition would end, but since she didn’t know how it was judged, nor whether she would be chosen by Master Simon to participate in Fashion Week design, she never gave him an answer.
Qiao Mo had quite a lot of things, and she really hated going out.
After all, stepping out ant various discomforts, so she always carried a lot of things.
Two hours later, with a large and a small suitcase stacked together, she finally finished packing.
Looking at Yu Qianxun, who was still organizing, Qiao Mo gently said, "Qianxun, I’m all packed. When are you leaving?"
"Master Simon asked to report to her the day after tomorrow. I’m planning to pack today and wander around tomorrow. Do you want to join?" Yu Qianxun asked happily.
"No, I’m leaving in a while. Heading straight back ho."
"Alright... I knew you wouldn’t co with ... Be sure to stay safe and let know when you arrive."
Yu Qianxun ca forward, gave Qiao Mo a hug, and saw her to the door.
After Qiao Mo got a car, she headed straight to the airport, and two hours later, she boarded the plane.
By now, it was night in Milan, and outside the window was complete darkness, almost brushing against the night sky.
Qiao Mo had chosen a window seat, and she leaned her head against the window, constantly thinking about the plagiarism of her design draft.
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