[Oh my god, did Zheng Xinrui deliberately push his mother? It was deliberate, right?]
[I have to hand it to him. This person is too scary. If it wasn't for Lu An… But wouldn't he regret it if his mother fell like this?]
[It's just plagiarism. Just admit it, it's not that big a deal. For him to harm even his own mother… Isn't this too inhuman?]
The online users were in utter disbelief.
The reporters and people who had run over to watch the commotion were stunned. They couldn't say anything, and simply went out the door.
After everyone left, Zheng Xinrui unconsciously panicked. He knelt in front of his mother. "Mom…"
"Kneel!
"Kneel properly!"
The woman's voice was cold, and her face was ashen. She looked completely different from earlier.
After that, she got up and strode to the kitchen, completely ignoring him.
Zheng Xinrui was silent, and tears of grief welled up in his eyes.
…
After leaving Zheng Xinrui's place, Fourth Brother walked to the first trash can he saw and threw away the wet wipe that his little sister had given him earlier.
He also took out the drafts from the bag. Without even giving them another look, he tore them into pieces and threw them into the trash can.
The reporters were following behind him. When the live stream viewers saw this, they were instantly dumbfounded —
[D*mn, what is he doing? They're such beautiful drafts!]
[Thos clothes will definitely sell, right?]
[Zheng Xinrui clearly made a lot of money off them previously. Why doesn't this person think about it?]
The online users' hearts ached for the drafts. They had no idea why Fourth Brother did that.
On the other side, Fourth Brother Lu Sihao just looked at Little Sister Lu An and asked in a calm voice, "Do you think what I did was superfluous?
"It was easy to get these back, but now I've thrown them away."
"No!"
Lu An's sweet smile was one of understanding. She made a heart with her hands and said, "Fourth Brother is very handsome!"
"Mm."
A certain fourth brother couldn't help but feel a little pleased. He explained, "I just think that what's mine is mine, even if it has been tainted by someone else. I can choose not to use it, but I definitely can't let it be tainted by trash."
This was what Little Sister had taught him on the stage for Evaluating Actors China last night.
"Mm!"
Little Sister smiled sweetly and was very proud of her brother.
Fourth Brother, who never liked to talk much, somehow couldn't help but say, "Do you believe that I can come up with better designs and make better clothes?"
"Yes, of course I believe you!" Who are you? You're my brother!
Little Sister sounded even more certain and didn't hesitate at all.
A certain brother couldn't help how his lips curved up. What should he do? He wanted to laugh, but he had to maintain his image. He still had to maintain his image. Forget it, he would just laugh! Just once!
A certain fourth brother subconsciously rubbed his little sister's head with a large hand. In the end, he chuckled softly, before he quickly restrained himself.
The people in front of the live stream were about to melt —
[Ahhh, immortal brother, you're too cute! I'm going crazy, crazy~]
"Oh, right, even after all this time, I still haven't given you a greeting gift. Why don't I… make a set of clothes for you?"
A certain fourth brother inexplicably felt a little nervous.