Istri Mafia yang Crybaby - Bab 119

Bab 119: A Reversal

Two pale lights shone on Lu An’an and Han Ziyuan, masing-masing.

Compared to the chaos in the audience, the judges were much calmer.

The head judge looked at the two, a microphone in hand as he spoke calmly, “Your works are almost identical. Would either of you care to explain?”

Lu An’an was about to say something when Gu Anning immediately pointed at Lu An’an and said with tears in her eyes, “Lihat baik-baik, setiap orang. Ini dia, Lu An’an! She stole my work!”

The piece of news caused an uproar in the competition hall.

Yan Yunge, duduk di pojok, tidak bisa membantu tetapi mengerutkan kening.

Han Ziyuan re-entered at this time.

She stood behind Yan Yunge and said, “Yan Yunge, if you are willing to take back what you said, I might let Lu An’an go.”

“Apakah kamu melakukan ini?” Yan Yunge turned around and stared at her coldly as if he were looking at a stranger, not the girl he grew up with.

Han Ziyuan smiled victoriously and said, "Iya, Saya melakukan ini. Jika Anda setuju dengan kondisi saya, I can have Gu Anning retract her previous statement.”

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“I never thought you would stoop so low.” Yan Yunge spoke calmly; kekecewaan, rather than anger, lined his features.

“Yan Yunge, you forced me into this position. I would not have stirred so much trouble if you had graciously accepted me as your wife-to-be.” Han Ziyuan ground her teeth angrily. “Jika bukan karena kamu, I wouldn’t have bothered with Lu An’an at all. Kamu hanya bisa menyalahkan dirimu sendiri.”

Bertentangan dengan harapannya, Yan Yunge ignored her, not reacting to her words. Alih-alih, the entirety of his attention was set on the stage.

Lu An’an took on a deathly parlour. Gu Anning’s accusation had left her in a passive position.

“Lu An’an stole my work. I have the original design draft here as proof. Bahkan, my clothes were made a few days earlier than Lu An’an’s. My design draft is dated, and I follow a careful, step-by-step process when making clothes. I can prove that I’m the original!” Gu Anning announced, affirming the veracity of her claims.

Kerumunan menjadi liar.

Gu Anning was extremely pleased when she noted how public opinion had swung in her favour.

Lu An’an had already lost. There was no chance for her to make a comeback.

The judges regarded Lu An’an coldly.

“Lu An’an, karena hal-hal telah sampai pada ini, do you have anything to say for yourself?” The head judge turned to Lu An’an, nadanya pahit.

He had thought highly of Lu An’an, and she was the contestant he had kept a close eye on all season. Not in his wildest dreams did he expect her to cause such a scandal, and in the finals, tidak kurang!

Namun, Lu An’an did not react as they thought she would, laughing as she was given a chance to vindicate herself.

Lu An’an’s cheerful laughter put Yan Yunge at ease. At least he knew she was safe.

"Apa yang Anda tertawakan?!” Gu Anning scolded, “You stole my work and still have the nerve to laugh! Lu An’an, jika aku adalah kamu, I would turtle myself somewhere, too embarrassed to show my face before anyone ever again.”

“Gu Anning.”

Lu An’an turned to her and the audience. “I always knew you were dumb, but I didn’t expect you to be this dumb.”

Kata-katanya mengejutkan semua orang. What did Lu An’an mean?

She cleared her throat and addressed the spectating crowd. “Does everyone truly believe the two wedding dresses on stage are the same?”

Everyone present studied the two wedding dresses once again, unsure what they should be looking for.

An elderly designer’s eyes suddenly lit up, dan dia berteriak, "Aku ingat sekarang. This is Modi’s work.”

“Mo Di? The Goddess of Wedding Dresses?” A judge beside him asked curiously.

The elderly designer said excitedly, "Iya, it’s the Goddess of Wedding Dresses!” This design draft is a gem of her past. Namun, tidak banyak orang yang mengetahuinya. It was kept in her private collection, which was only recently put up on display at the museum. Ordinary people would not be able to tell. I was lucky enough to see it once.”