CHAPTER 492: CHAPTER 492

"Is that... Moxi?"

Du Yuke was the first to speak up.

Jiang Guosheng slightly regained his composure, "It’s her, but why is she at Yunshang’s new product launch?"

Yu Man immediately got defensive, "I knew it! She’s only ever been envious of Weiwei, wanting to imitate everything Weiwei does! But does she have the ability?"

"Now she’s puffing herself up and trying to pass off as designer X! This stupid girl, doesn’t she know that pretending to be him at this moment will only bring trouble to our entire family?"

Indeed, whether it was Du Yuke, Jiang Guosheng, or Yu Man, none of them understood why Jiang Moxi would show up at the launch event.

They even thought she was a fool who had been bribed with money to take the fall as a scapegoat for designer X!

In her agitated state, Yu Man even thought about turning off the TV.

But before she could act, Jiang Tairan sternly stopped her: "Stop! Let’s see what she has to say first."

Yu Man could only awkwardly cease her action, muttering: "Continuing to watch is just about seeing how she’ll embarrass our family."

Yet, Jiang Tairan’s gaze remained firmly on the TV screen, and Yu Man had no choice but to quiet down.

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At the launch event, everyone was at a loss for words due to Jiang Moxi’s appearance.

Even the reporters who came prepared with full drafts could do nothing but stand in a dumbfounded silence.

So Jiang Moxi had to start speaking slowly, talking about her design philosophy and the inspiration for the designs of several garments.

"The first black and yellow contrast design was inspired by bumblebees. I like bumblebees, they look fierce and unapproachable! I figure with these clothes on, not so many people would bother me..."

Jiang Moxi revealed the inspiration for all the clothing designs.

At the end, Jiang Moxi seriously faced the live broadcast camera and said to the online audience: "I am designer X. My designs have never been copied."

The online viewers of the live broadcast didn’t know, unlike the people present, that Jiang Moxi was the venerable Miss Xi, and that the Feng Family had a madman willing to manipulate lives at any time for her.

When they saw Jiang Moxi’s face from the live broadcast feed, the barrage of comments never stopped.

"Is that face real? Or is it AI-generated, it’s just too perfect."

"I can swear on my dog’s head, this is definitely the highest standard of beauty I’ve seen."

"She’s both bewitching and pure! Mom, I want to marry her..."

"If there hadn’t been a plagiarism incident, I would definitely switch from a passerby to a fan, she’s too beautiful."

But after Jiang Moxi started discussing the inspiration behind her design, the direction of the comments changed again.

"Even if you’ve explained lots of inspiration, the work isn’t yours, why even bother talking about it?"

Furthermore, many people were discussing Jiang Moxi’s age.

"She looks to be just in her early twenties! Designer X has been in the industry for several years now, were you starting to design at the age of fifteen or sixteen?"

"I think this is just a pretty girl with no brains, pushed forward by Yunshang and designer X’s team to take the fall."

Xie Ling, seeing that almost all of the socialites and wealthy ladies at the launch event had quieted down, and the reporters adopting a demeanor of "I have many doubts, but I dare not openly question Miss Xi", instructed the host to bring over another microphone.

Xie Ling took the microphone with a smile and said, "If our guests and journalist friends here have no more questions, then I will, on behalf of the netizens, pose some questions to our designer X."

Otherwise, considering the attitude of these people – daring to be angry but afraid to speak – this press conference might not have proceeded.

Of course, if it didn’t proceed, it wouldn’t be a problem for Yunshang.

But Xie Ling was afraid that if they didn’t clear Jiang Moxi’s name today, then Feng Yu, that crazy bastard, would go berserk, and their Xie Family might not be able to withstand that.

After taking the tablet, Xie Ling selected questions from the numerous comments and then started to direct them one by one to Jiang Moxi.

The first question Xie Ling chose was: "Regarding the age of designer X. Designer X has been recognized for several years now. Based on your current age, you would have had to enter the design circle at fifteen. How is that possible?"

Jiang Moxi smiled slightly towards the live camera: "To be accurate, I entered the design circle at fourteen. My family has always been very supportive, so aside from daily activities like eating, sleeping, and taking some private lessons, I had a lot of time to delve into other things."

"Venturing into the design circle was also a stroke of luck. At that time, I had quite an interest in design, so my eldest brother hired the internationally renowned designer Linda to give me lessons. My second brother provided financial resources and protection when I partnered with Xie Ling to establish Yunshang."

After Jiang Moxi finished answering, Xie Ling asked another question: "Second question, why would you plagiarize? I used to really like you, but plagiarism is unworthy of my affection."

Jiang Moxi’s reply was calm: "What constitutes plagiarism? Is it simply that publishing first makes you the original, and anyone who publishes later is automatically the plagiarist? If that’s how you see it, then thank you, but I don’t need the affection of someone as superficial as you!"

Jiang Moxi, with a cool and detached expression throughout the entire time, like fresh snow on the branches.

That soul-stirring beauty, coupled with the firm tone and a strong aura, began to make countless people question their own beliefs.

Even Xie Ling at the side couldn’t help but give Jiang Moxi a thumbs up: "Now that’s the attitude of a true boss, not someone who climbs up by copying others, then constantly flirts and bats their lashes on social media, publishing fake-virtue literature, inciting cyber violence."

Xie Ling’s microphone wasn’t turned off, so these statements clearly reached every corner of the press conference venue and into the ears of the audience watching the live stream.

Anyone with a bit of insight could immediately taste the sarcasm in Xie Ling’s words directed at Jiang Weiwei.

At the same time, Jiang Weiwei was also squatting in the live stream room.

Hearing Xie Ling’s words, she was furious.

"Dare to humiliate me like that! Bitches, you’ll never weep until you see the coffin!"

After her outburst, Jiang Weiwei simply left a message in the comments: "Why all this nonsense? You keep saying Weifeng plagiarized you, then prove it if you can. Stop with the pointless talk!"

Watching as her comment went live and immediately echoed by countless followers with "Show us the evidence!"

Jiang Weiwei’s lips curled up again, and her eyes held even more disdain.

Yes, she was certain that neither Jiang Moxi nor Xie Ling could produce any evidence of originality.

She even thought if Jiang Moxi’s reputation were to be completely ruined in this plagiarism incident, she might even get kicked out by the Feng Family.

If it really came to that, Jiang Weiwei couldn’t wait to see how she would trample Jiang Moxi, that worthless bitch!

As Jiang Weiwei spurred on such comments, Xie Ling continued with the questioning.

"Third question, do you have any evidence to prove that these designs are yours and not plagiarized?"

When asking this question, Xie Ling was quite nervous herself.

Afraid that Jiang Moxi really couldn’t provide any evidence to prove her innocence.

But Jiang Moxi seemed to be prepared, and before answering this question, she gestured for the host to bring over a sample garment from today’s release.

Taking the sample garment, Jiang Moxi spoke into the microphone: "Of course, I have evidence to prove that these designs were all created by me..."

Jiang Moxi’s words made the audience in the live stream room, as well as the fans and journalists on site, unconsciously hold their breath in anticipation.