Chapter 632: 0622 Mentor Spell Chapter 632: 0622 Mentor Spell “And, what evidence do you have that proves I plagiarized Su Xinyan’s design? What evidence shows that your beloved disciple hasn’t plagiarized my design? Could it be that Master Weng’s logic in judging a matter is solely based on the title of ‘Weng Manyuan’s disciple’?”
“If that’s really the case, I can only admit defeat, after all, as an unknown little designer, how could I possibly contend with Master Weng.”
Weng Manyuan’s face flushed with embarrassment, Su Ran’s words were a blatant mockery of her using her power to bully others.
Taking advantage of her position in the Design Circle, she bullied her, a nobody newcomer.
Accustomed to the admiration and pursuit from the outside world for so many years, Su Ran’s attitude was simply intolerable to her.
Moreover, she didn’t want to admit that she was actually intimidated by a junior.
The boldness and arrogance interwoven into every line signalled her contempt and mockery.
And this kind of confidence was what she detested the most.
Su Xinyan’s eyes fixed on Su Ran were filled with deep shadows.
This bitch, so smug wherever she goes!
“Sister, aren’t you going a bit too far? Master…”
“Anyway, compared to you, I’m more inclined to trust Xinyan, I understand her character, she would never do something like plagiarizing.”
Su Ran chuckled lightly, “Oh? And what makes you understand her?”
“Because she is my disciple, Weng Manyuan’s disciple!”
Upon hearing this, Su Ran’s eyes darkened, and after a moment, she curved her lips and said:
“Is that so? I hope Master Weng can keep that confidence going.”
And I hope you, won’t end up ruined, disgraced, with your reputation and wealth lost because of those words ‘Weng Manyuan’s disciple’.”
As she spoke, her light gaze fell on Su Xinyan’s face, saying meaningfully:
“Having a famous master is great, isn’t it? She even blocks a lot of trouble for you.”
How could Su Xinyan not detect the sarcasm in Su Ran’s words? While her face turned ugly, she also felt somewhat proud.
“Sister flatters me too much, with your high design talent, you’ll definitely find a great master as well.”
Weng Manyuan snorted coldly, “Which prestigious designer would want someone like her, To take on a disciple with a history of plagiarism, is to tarnish their own reputation for a lifetime of disgrace, isn’t it?”
Song Guan also chimed in, “Exactly, having such a disciple is embarrassing to even speak of, plagiarism is the lowest tactic in the Design Circle, and it’s not like others have gone blind to pick her!”
The two of them kept using the word plagiarism, clearly aiming to pin the plagiarism accusation on Su Ran’s head.
Su Ran’s expression darkened slightly, and before she could speak up, a full-bodied, steady, and sonorous voice came from the entrance of the hotel.
“Who says I’ve gone blind?!”
At the sound of this voice, Su Ran’s eyes flickered slightly, with a shimmer of light passing through them.
Everyone turned to look and saw an elderly man dressed in a neat Chinese tunic suit, spirited and robust, walking in slowly.
“Cousin, who is this?”
Gu Heng frowned and shook his head, “I don’t know…”
Though he said so, his eyes were fixed on Su Ran to the side.
The moment Su Xinyan saw the old man, a trace of confusion flickered in her eyes; he looked familiar but she couldn’t remember where she had seen him.
Su Ran hurriedly went to support the old man, her tone somewhat helpless.
“Didn’t we agree that you’d wait for me to pick you up?”
The old man gave her an annoyed glance, “See for yourself how long I have been waiting for you.”
Su Ran coughed awkwardly, “I ran into a bit of trouble.”
Upon hearing that, the old man squinted, his gaze sweeping over Weng Manyuan and the others.
“The trouble you’re referring to, does it involve them?”
Song Guan’s brow furrowed even more, as he stepped forward and looked up at the old man dismissively.
“And who might you be?”
His tone was extremely arrogant and rude, devoid of any respect for the elderly.
The old man glanced at him indifferently, his aged eyes radiating authority and oppression.
“Young man, speak politely to your elders. Judging by how you’re dressed, you don’t seem to lack manners.”
Su Ran instinctively stepped in front of the elder, her commanding presence immediately making Song Guan feel somewhat breathless.
The elder’s gaze swept over Weng Manyuan and Su Xinyan’s faces before he addressed Su Ran:
“Are you being mocked for not having a master to support you?”
Su Ran couldn’t help but twitch the corners of her mouth.
Although that was the case, could your tone be any less schadenfreude?
Before Su Ran could speak, the elder scolded again.
“Do you lack a backing or a master? Others are bullying you, and you do not even know how to fight back. Or is it that my identity embarrasses you? Too proud to mention it?”
Since when did you become my master?
Su Ran instinctively wanted to retort, but seeing the elder’s displeased expression, she could only go along and say:
“Isn’t it you who said one should be humble and act unassumingly?”
The elder glared at Su Ran in a way that showed his disappointment and said impatiently.
“I told you to be low-key, not to let others walk all over you and keep quiet about it. It’s fine to be modest in front of people, but what’s the use of being so in front of a bunch of inhumans?!”
Su Ran raised her eyebrows and, seeing the other people with faces that couldn’t look any worse, nodded and said:
Only then did the elder nod in satisfaction, “A child who can be taught. Just remember, whether it’s about outshining in masters or backing, you will not lose.”
“These days, really any third-rate characters can come out and take disciples? Are you confident about the award ceremony?”
Su Ran lifted the corners of her lips, “Of course.”
“That’s good. Some people who are blind need to see you shine. Don’t worry, you have a master to support you.”
Su Ran tugged at her lips, you really know how to take advantage of every opportunity.
Within a few words, you’ve become my master.
Seeing that Su Ran didn’t protest, the elder felt even more amused, but as his gaze swept over the others, his expression darkened again.
“Enough, aren’t you leaving yet, planning to continue making a spectacle of yourself?”
Even though he spoke to Su Ran, everyone knew very well who he meant by making a spectacle.
Su Ran had no choice but to help the elder leave.
In front of the elder, President Su of Qianran International, whom countless fans viewed as a powerful figure, appeared just like a docile girl.
Even Su Ran herself had not expected that the elder, who seemed stern and respectfully strict, could utter such loaded and sarcastic remarks.
The onlookers watched the two depart, their faces ashen.
Su Xinyan’s face, however, was filled with fury and spite.
Who exactly was this old man?
What was his relationship with Su Ran?
She had never heard of Su Ran having any sort of master before?!
Could it be that wench had found someone to posture? Otherwise, how could such a person appear out of nowhere?
Had really been smug for too long!
This time, she was determined to let the whole world see what kind of person she was, intending to ensure that she would never be able to turn over a new leaf.
Only when the two figures had completely disappeared did Weng Manyuan look at Su Xinyan with an equally unpleasant expression.
“Xinyan, what exactly happened back then? Did your sister really plagiarise your design?”