The Empress's Transmigration into a Magnate's Wife

Chapter 508

"Although there are many fresh things here, they are truly boring. I don't want you to retread the same path so quickly, otherwise I would be left without any more fun," said Xin Ziqing.

"I enjoy watching you suffer and struggle. It truly gives me a different kind of pleasure!"

Xin Ziqing continued speaking softly, her face wearing a seemingly charming and alluring smile that nevertheless revealed a touch of inexplicable viciousness and coldness.

Rong Dai forcibly suppressed the hatred in her heart. Glancing out of the corner of her eye with a faint smile, she said: "Is that so?"

"I hope that you can still say those words in the future."

She pulled her gaze back, gazing out at the scenic view of the manor.

"If I were to accuse the Jinxiu Shop of plagiarism in front of all those judges, I would be underestimating myself far too much."

She had already been on guard when the conference organizers accused her of plagiarism.

She did not refute that it was the Jinxiu Shop who plagiarized her work, but rather said that the inspiration for the designs from both shops came from the same source. These two statements had vastly different implications.

Xin Ziqing stared at her, the smile on her beautiful face undiminished: "You're not too stupid either, being able to come up with such a method to defuse the situation."

Rong Dai glanced at her: "If I had refuted that it was the Jinxiu Shop who plagiarized, I'm afraid my reputation in this circle would be ruined by now."

"Being the first to come and first to claim authority, if I had acted according to my past temperament, I certainly would have done something so foolish."

She did not deny her foolishness in her past life.

But having been foolish once before, she would not make the same mistake a second time.

"If I had refuted the accusation, not only would I have been unable to wash away the suspicion of plagiarism, but it would have instead made people even more convinced that I was deliberately falsely accusing them, worsening my already terrible reputation."

"Am I right?"

She asked with an amused lilt, looking back at Xin Ziqing.

Xin Ziqing looked at her, the smile on her beautiful face becoming even more radiant. She nodded fairly straightforwardly: "Not bad."

"It looks like your mind has indeed cleared up a bit, but did you think it would end with just this?"

Rong Dai turned her head to look at her, an icy coldness mixed in with the dignity in her smile: "Xin Ziqing, you had best not act recklessly in front of me! Winning once does not mean you will win every time."

Xin Ziqing smiled radiantly. Suddenly leaning in close to Rong Dai's ear with her wine glass in hand, she spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Is that so? Then I will wait and see just how much ability you, Lady Rong, actually possess."

"What if I were to tell President Huo about your affairs?"

Rong Dai stared into her eyes, suppressing the churning hatred and anger in her heart. A smile even more radiant than before appeared on her beautiful face.

She suddenly reached out and pinched Xin Ziqing's chin, applying enough force that Xin Ziqing had no choice but to stand on her tiptoes and crane her neck closer. The intense exotic fragrance on Xin Ziqing's body also drilled into her nose.

"Go ahead and try. I lost to His Majesty, not you."

"To repay debts from my past life in this life, that doesn't sound too bad either."

"My Lady, we have a long road ahead."

Having said that, she released her hand.

Xin Ziqing staggered slightly, the red wine in her hand swaying and spilling a few drops onto her skirt.

Her expression froze for a moment, but it quickly vanished. The smile on her face still maintained the elegance and composure that it should have.

"I'll be waiting."

Having said that, Xin Ziqing left with her wine glass.

Rong Dai watched her retreating figure, a coldness swirling in the depths of her eyes.

She turned around, leaning against the balcony. She took a deep breath, suppressing the churning hatred and anger in her heart.

She understood Xin Ziqing's methods. Things would definitely not end so simply.

There were not many designers who came to participate in the competition, only about twenty or so. Most of them brought students or assistants to gain experience.

As a result, the organizers' screening process was very quick, but the results would only be evaluated and announced three days later.

And over those three days, under the organizers' arrangements, the participants would tour the exhibitions and experience the local fashion elements here.