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“Sisters, the International Designers Association released the interview video yesterday. I spent all night uploading it and finally got it up. Let’s all see our Fairy! Authorization has been obtained, screenshots of authorization are included. No re-uploading, sisters, let’s go! I’ve been drooling over the screen all night, hahahaha, it’s worth the hard work!” [Video: “The Return of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove - Clear Sky Crane,” Interview with Chinese Designer Luo Mingjing]
“Blogger, why didn’t you say something beforehand!! Sisters! There are shots of that scumbag Wang in the video! I’ll give you a heads-up: from 2:34 to 4:54! Everyone, pay attention!”
“Any class reps?! Which parts have the Fairy?!”
“Except for the scumbag Wang, everything else is a feast for the eyes, feel free to drool!”
“The interviewing lady is also beautiful!”
“Oh my god! Is the Fairy’s English dubbed? He speaks so well!”
“Wang Zhenyu isn’t actually that ugly... Everyone describes him like Gargamel.”
“Upstairs, that’s bullsh*t! That kind of thieving idiot seriously affects urban appearance and my mood whenever he shows up!”
“The Fairy is talking, laughing, and bantering with the foreign reporter in Chinese, English, and Italian!”
“Hahahaha, damn... Okay, stop talking.”
“You can even worship that, drag them out and continue the punishment!”
“Hahahahaha, I’m simply here to laugh at plagiarism king Wang’s spoken English, hahahaha. The editing is too mean, putting him next to the Fairy, the contrast is so slapping! I’m so happy!”
“There are cats and the CEO!! Look at the CEO! They touched hands with the Fairy at the end of the video!”
“I want to see her full face! I want to snatch the Fairy’s wife!!”
“Get lost, upstairs, Second Young Master Shi is my husband!”
In this interview video, the reporter held out an application document: “This is an application we obtained from MRG School in Milan. This was your admission application back then, correct? ‘The Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove - Clear Sky Crane Design Draft’ is one of the works we found in your application attachments. It is the prototype of the Chinese Crane design. The date is November six years ago.”
Luo Mingjing, on camera, looked slightly surprised. He seemed to have forgotten about this application. He flipped through his application, exclaiming, “How did you get this?”
“With MRG’s permission, we entered the archives. Before making this program, we briefly investigated you and learned that MRG had sent you an offer, but you did not respond within the deadline. When you originally applied to MRG, the main design you used for your application was a fashion design piece called Moonlight Snow Mountain. In my opinion, this work is also comparable in quality to Clear Sky Crane. And because Clear Sky Crane was just a draft at the time, I guess Moonlight Snow Mountain was the main reason MRG gave you the offer. Do you feel it’s a pity that you missed the opportunity to study at a top fashion design institution because of this wrongful case?”
The camera showed the display image of Moonlight Snow Mountain, which depicted two very beautiful white long dresses.
In a daze, Luo Mingjing nodded, then shook his head: “No... I don’t feel it’s a pity anymore. Fate will give me better arrangements.”
The camera turned to Luo Mingjing’s two cats, slowly zooming in. Jingjing and CEO Cat were grooming each other in the sunlight by the art studio door. A fair hand stroked both of them, laughing softly, depicting a scene of peaceful life.
“I think this application you gave to MRG can also serve as strong evidence for Designer Wang’s plagiarism,” the female reporter said with a smile as she handed him the application. She added, “In fact, the president of our association, Dean Rams of MRG, has something he asked us to deliver to you.”
She took out a letter and said, “This is a handwritten letter of recommendation from the president. If you are willing, MRG welcomes you anytime.”
Luo Mingjing took the letter with both hands, read it carefully with a smile, then looked up and said, “Thank you, this is my honor. I will hang Mr. Rams’ letter on the wall. This is one of the honors I’ve received. In the future, I will tell my child about it. I will tell my child that your father gave up his former dream, but he lost nothing. He is still on the path of his dream, and he has better company.”
The seventeen-minute video showcased Luo Mingjing’s past and present life states under the camera.
After the video was released, it immediately climbed to the top of the trending list.
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Meanwhile, the topic of conversation, Luo Mingjing, was sitting in the plaintiff’s seat, awaiting the court’s judgment.
Wang Zhenyu’s case of alleged plagiarism of Clear Sky Crane was being pronounced today.
Due to the severity of the circumstances, the large amount of illegal gains, and the alleged public appropriation of another’s property, the defendant Wang Zhenyu was sentenced to three years in prison.
Shi Min’s car was waiting at the entrance. Luo Mingjing hastily bid farewell to his lawyer and sprinted down the long flight of stairs.
Seeing this, Shi Min unbuckled her seatbelt, opened the car door, and opened her arms to greet him.
Luo Mingjing flew into her arms, spinning her around: “Shi Min!”
At this moment, simply calling the other’s name could convey all his emotions.
Shi Min also gave him the best congratulations: “Mm, let’s go home.”
Luo Mingjing sat in the car, feeling refreshed, and asked with a smile, “What do you want to eat?”
Shi Min squinted, enunciating slowly: “Fairy.”
Luo Mingjing said sternly, “There’s no such dish, pick another.”
“Luo Mingjing.”
“Still no,” Luo Mingjing said. “The hotpot is ready. I’ll go back and cook hotpot for you. Do you want anything to drink? Still want pudding?”
Shi Min said, “Yes, less sugar, thank you.”
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Back at the art studio, with a huge weight lifted from his heart, Luo Mingjing rolled up his sleeves and cooked in the kitchen.
The hotpot on the table simmered with fragrant broth. Shi Min sat on the sofa, covered by a blanket with Luo Mingjing’s cat Jingjing and CEO Cat patterns, resting her eyes amidst the steam rising from the boiling hotpot.
She said, “Pregnancy is incredibly annoying. I can look but can’t eat.”
“As if you ate meat every day when you weren’t pregnant,” Luo Mingjing chuckled. “Before you met me, you didn’t eat much either.”
“Appreciating a man is like appreciating gourmet food. Color, aroma, and taste, none can be missing. At the very least, you have to find him pleasing to the eye before you can taste if he’s to your liking. Before, I hadn’t met anyone whose ‘looks’ pleased my eye, so I’d rather not eat than force myself to finish and give a bad review.”
Luo Mingjing laughed twice and then said, “What about me? Five-star review after eating?”
“Good review. In my eyes, you are a walking delicacy,” Shi Min said. “Just as I started to savor the taste, I got a notification to hold back and not eat. I’m a bit unhappy. So, I’m not looking forward to this pregnancy.”
“That’s enough,” Luo Mingjing said. “Think about it, with your high standards and picky taste, if you hadn’t met me, you wouldn’t have tasted a single bite.”
Shi Min idly tapped her fingers: “Mm, indeed.”
Ingredients went into the pot. Luo Mingjing mixed the dipping sauce and brought it over. He picked up Shi Min and kissed her, then they adjusted their sitting positions and picked up their chopsticks to eat.
The two cats quickly gathered around, meowing, begging for a share.
“My secret dipping sauce, hurry and try it,” Luo Mingjing said. “Is it delicious?”
Shi Min tasted it, her face expressionless: “Delicious.”
“See? I understand you perfectly now,” Luo Mingjing said. “When I first cooked for you, you had the same expression no matter what you ate. I called you ‘Poker Face Miss’ in my heart, never knowing if you truly found it delicious or were just saying so for my sake.”
“I generally say it’s delicious while looking at your face,” Shi Min said. “You’re even more appetizing than the food you make.”
“Hahahaha... So you really like my cooking?”
“Very much,” Shi Min said. “The first time I tasted your cooking, I knew you would definitely be part of my family. Mingjing, to be honest, your cooking is just ‘not bad,’ but every time, it gives me a sense of home. Only family can create the taste of home. It was from that day on that I decided to seriously pursue you.”
“Wait, let me highlight a key point,” Luo Mingjing joked. “Before eating my food, you weren’t seriously pursuing me?”
Shi Min smiled: “Eat. Otherwise, I’ll eat you now, consequences be damned.”
Luo Mingjing almost burst out laughing: “Threatening me with a hostage again.”
Shi Min picked up the red wine, poured a glass for Luo Mingjing, while she, under Luo Mingjing’s gaze, poured herself a glass of warm water.
Shi Min raised her cup: “Cheers to you reclaiming your honor and clearing away the stumbling blocks.”
Luo Mingjing clinked glasses and drank it all: “Thank you, it’s all thanks to the mother of my child. I sincerely appreciate you.”
Shi Min’s cup remained suspended in mid-air for a long moment. She said, “Change that title. Mother of my child...”
What in the world was “mother of my child”?
Luo Mingjing laughed and said, “Sister Shi, Sister, Your Majesty, Minmin, Madam, Wife, Wifey, Mother of my child, which one do you choose?”
Shi Min immediately listed them quickly: “Sister Shi, Sister, Your Majesty, Minmin, Madam, Wife, Wifey, Mother of my child, none of those... the others are fine, whatever makes you happy.”
Actually, she was quite fond of being called ‘Sister,’ but once Mrs. Zhang overheard it. Mrs. Zhang immediately pulled rank as a parent and scolded her: “Aren’t you bullying the little one? You’re young, but you still let the little one spoil your habit of being the boss! Jingjing, don’t indulge her anymore!”
So, Shi Min refrained.
But she and Luo Mingjing were accustomed to calling each other by name. They could make their names sound different, and after getting used to it, any other address felt awkward.
Luo Mingjing thought for a moment and said, “Then there’s only one left, CEO.”
The black and white cat named CEO arched its neck and meowed.
Shi Min drained her plain water: “...Never mind, just call me by name.”
Luo Mingjing immediately called her name in different tones: “Shi Min, Shi Min, Shi Minmin...”
Shi Min felt as if her name was being played with ambiguously on his tongue, over and over again.
Luo Mingjing, having rarely succeeded in teasing her, was very astute and decided to quit while he was ahead. He bit his chopsticks and said, “I’ll go add more broth.”
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The wind chimes at the door suddenly rang. The night breeze blew through the entrance. Luo Mingjing asked, “Who is it?”
Shi Min looked up, her expression completely unruffled as she saw the two men standing before her. She calmly replied, “Mingjing, it’s your father.”
The kitchen fell silent for a moment. Luo Mingjing walked out, his face grim: “Why are you here?”
Luo Heqiang had come with his secretary, Secretary Cao. Having witnessed the father and son’s immediate hostility many times, he skillfully mediated: “You’re having hotpot, that’s nice. Did you prepare it yourselves?”
He then smoothly motioned for the complex, silent Luo Heqiang to sit down, and enthusiastically pulled out his business card, pushing it towards Shi Min: “My surname is Cao, I’m the secretary for Hailuo Bearings. You look familiar, are you...?”
Shi Min didn’t move, nor did she reach out her hand, much less introduce herself. She just sat there and asked him, “What do you want with Mingjing?”
“It’s like this,” Secretary Cao beckoned to Luo Mingjing. “Come and sit down; we have something to discuss.”
Luo Mingjing: “I’m sorry, whether it’s Luo Heqiang or Hailuo Bearings, it has nothing to do with me now. You’re not welcome, no discussions, leave immediately.”
He had already transferred his shares in Hailuo Bearings to Shi Chu.
Luo Heqiang slammed the table: “Can’t you speak properly?!”
When he slammed the table, Shi Min’s expression changed.
Luo Mingjing roared, “Don’t come here acting wild! Can’t you understand human speech? Get out!”
Luo Heqiang’s chest heaved with anger. Secretary Cao quickly tried to calm him down, softening his voice: “Mingjing, why don’t you ask why we’re here, sigh... Actually, it’s nothing, your father just misses you. How long has it been since you last saw each other? Think about it, he is your father after all...”
Luo Heqiang turned his face away, fuming: “Indulging his terrible temper!”
“Heh, you remembered me,” Luo Mingjing sneered, “What, aren’t your beloved son and daughter enough to miss? You remembered this social scum who embarrassed you?”
Luo Heqiang closed his eyes, still not turning his face to look at him. Secretary Cao sighed deeply, took a document from his bag, and pushed it over.
“Mingjing, take a look.”
Luo Mingjing didn’t even glance at it. Shi Min, looking down, saw “Paternity Test” on the cover. She leaned forward, picked it up, glanced at it, and handed it to Luo Mingjing: “Take a look.”
Given to him by Shi Min, Luo Mingjing took it. After reading it, he suddenly let out a cold laugh.
“Oh. So that’s why you suddenly remembered me. Turns out those favorite dragon and phoenix twins aren’t yours, huh...”
“Feeling bad now?” Luo Mingjing’s eyes were red with anger, he said bitterly, “When my mom jumped from the building, when I was thrown into prison, when there was no one to preside over the funeral and nowhere to bury my mom, where were you? You were in Hong Kong, because your new lover gave birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix auspicious twins for you! Fine... Now you know the children aren’t yours, and you remember me. Why are you looking for me? To beg for my forgiveness? Luo Heqiang, do you have the nerve?!”
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