Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 40

Chapter 40: Chapter 40: Not of the Same World

Chapter 40 -40: Not of the Same World

This turn of events had indeed been unexpected for Lin Zhiyi.

Song Wanqiu really stooped to any level to suppress her.

Who plagiarized whom? Song Wanqiu was clearer about that than anyone, and now she actually wanted to frame Lin Zhiyi for plagiarism.

The word “draw inspiration” was really well chosen.

Plus, the reporters reminded everyone that Lin Zhiyi had seen Song Wanqiu’s design draft in advance.

By admitting to drawing inspiration, she would essentially be admitting that Song Wanqiu was better than her, and so her competition entry also had to draw on Song Wanqiu’s work.

By not admitting to drawing inspiration, she would look like a stubborn dead duck, and her second place would seem dishonorable.

Song Wanqiu, on the side, played mediator, “Everyone, please don’t say such things. It’s an honor for me that Zhiyi drew inspiration from my work.”

Then she put on a heartbroken look, “However, I added the sun element to my work because I compare the sun to Third Young Master. It is his light that makes everything so wonderful. To have it simply drawn upon like this does upset me a little.”

Saying this, her cheeks flushed a delicate pink, appearing very coy.

Some people started to make noises and took even more photos.

Gong Chen, however, remained cool and detached, showing no emotion.

The reporter hastily flattered, “If it were me, I definitely wouldn’t be happy. I use the sun, and you use star and moon; isn’t that clearly deliberate? It’s just too bad that Miss Song is so magnanimous, and some people are ungrateful and refuse to admit it.”

At this, Lin Zhiyi let out a light laugh, finding it quite laughable.

The reporter was a little uncertain and asked, “What are you laughing at?”

Lin Zhiyi said, “Do you know how many jewelers throughout history have used the sun, stars, and moon as themes? Then, may I ask which jeweler Miss Song is drawing inspiration from?”

The reporter was at a loss for words.

Song Wanqiu pursed her lips, reminding her, “Zhiyi, everyone is talking about this competition. Why are you bringing up something else?”

Upon hearing this, the reporter’s spirits rose, and he objected, “Right, in this competition, only the two of you used celestial themes. What’s wrong with me asking that?”

Lin Zhiyi stared at the two, calmly saying, “Since you think it’s a case of drawing inspiration, then tell me why didn’t I use sun and moon instead of star and moon?”

The reporter didn’t understand, “What do you mean?”

Lin Zhiyi looked up at the camera and spoke deliberately, “The sun belongs to the day, it never belongs to the night, let alone to the stars and moon — they’re not from the same world, so why should they be paired together?”

There was silence on the spot.

They weren’t from the same world, so there was no point in talking about inspiration.

Gong Chen turned his head to look at Lin Zhiyi, his eyes deep and dark, terrifyingly deep and chilling.

Lin Zhiyi clenched her fists to steady herself.

She threw the question back at Song Wanqiu, “Miss Song, the sun element in your jewelry is so minimal; is Third Young Master really so insignificant in your heart? That little bit of light can’t illuminate your everything. If you’re so in love with Third Young Master, shouldn’t the sun be the main focus?”

Lin Zhiyi tossed the question to Song Wanqiu.

The reporter’s cameras also pointed at Song Wanqiu.

“Right, Miss Song, if you also feel Lin Zhiyi has drawn inspiration from your work, why is there only so little of the sun element?”

“…”

Song Wanqiu opened her mouth but didn’t know how to respond.

Of course, she couldn’t come up with an answer, after all, it wasn’t her design concept.

Taking advantage of the reporters crowding around Song Wanqiu and Gong Chen, Lin Zhiyi turned and left.

That icy gaze followed her like a shadow.

…

Backstage.

Lin Zhiyi was packing up her things ready to leave.

Suddenly, a bunch of flowers appeared in front of her.

“Zhiyi, congratulations.”

Lin Zhiyi looked up to see the warm Gong Yan and couldn’t help but smile as she accepted the bouquet.

“Thank you, Big Brother.”

“I’ve made a reservation. Shall we go celebrate?”

“Sure.”

Lin Zhiyi nodded her head, quite hungry after the tough battle.

Gong Yan naturally took her bag as he smiled.

As Lin Zhiyi was looking down at the flowers, Gong Yan suddenly came close.

“Don’t move,” he said softly.

“What’s the matter?” Lin Zhiyi asked, confused.

“There’s a streamer in your hair, let me take it off.”