“Fang Shiyun?”

Song Yao furrowed her eyebrows. “I’ll go and take a look.”

With that said…

Song Yao hung up the call and found Fang Shiyun’s social media account.

[Fang Shiyun: On account of Brother Yu, I didn’t want to say it at first, but little girl, aren’t you being too brazen? ‘Kissing You on a Rainy Day’ is an original song that I wrote for three months. This is the passion of an original composer. / / Campus Gossip: Everyone, see if this original piece of Yun University’s is very similar to Fang Shiyun’s ‘Kissing You on a Rainy Day’… [Video]]

The comments below were filled with curses.

[Is Best Actor Qin’s sister that good? A Best Actor can’t teach his sister how to compose music?]

[It’s really the tone of ‘Kissing You on a Rainy Day’. She can’t even clear her name now…]

[So what if she did well? A bad character is trash (smile)]

[Is this how Best Actor Qin teaches his sister? My heart aches for my Yun for being scammed by her senior’s biological sister.]

[Birds of a feather flock together. Isn’t the person wearing a fake Haute Couture next door her best friend?]

[Why didn’t anyone check the source of Best Actor Qin’s sister’s gown? Maybe there’s a surprise too (smile)]

…

After Song Yao finished reading, her expression gradually became unreadable.

About half an hour later.

Song Yao walked to the changing room and made a call.

After the call connected, the other party laughed first. “Why are you willing to contact me now? I thought you wouldn’t want to see me for the rest of your life.”

“I want you to do me a favor.” Song Yao pursed her lips.

“Looking for my help?”

In Continent K, Song Xu was stunned.

This cousin of his looked the most gentle, but she had a stubborn character and never bowed down to anyone.

Even if the Song family was bankrupt and in debt, she, an Elder Young Miss who had never done anything, was unwilling to accept any help from him.

“Yaoyao, Older Brother is willing to help you.” Song Xu’s voice was gentle.

However, there was no warmth in Song Yao’s eyes as she clenched her fists. “I have a friend who was accused of plagiarism.”

“Do you believe that she definitely didn’t copy it?”

“I believe you.”

Song Yao’s gentle voice was filled with unprecedented certainty.

…

Seeing that the Internet was scolding Pei Yunge and Song Yao like they were street rats, Yu Ling finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Soon, she used her account that had more than 100,000 followers to post a post.

[There’s Fish In Porridge: Respect the original designer and the inheritor of traditional craftsmanship.]

Not long after…

A verified account of the fashion industry forwarded it as well. The group mocked Pei Yunge and Song Yao, but most of their attention was still on Song Yao.

After all, this matter was related to the fashion industry and Song Yao was a public figure.

Late at night.

An online celebration about the crusade started again.

Many people were sending private messages to Song Yao, Qin Yu, and Qin Lang, photoshopping and cursing crazily.

However…

Pei Yunge, who was helping in Si Chengyan’s laboratory, had been doing experiments all night and did not know about the bloodbath outside.

5:30 a.m.

Si Chengyan had just woken up when he saw that Pei Yunge was still doing a data investigation. She looked energetic and did not look like she had stayed up all night.

“Master Pei? You… were up all night?”

Pei Yunge glanced at him expressionlessly. “Otherwise?”

Not long after…

After Pei Yunge finished her experiment, she was about to go out for breakfast when she suddenly realized that there were dozens of missed calls on her phone.

They were from Yu Manran and Song Yao.

Pei Yunge was about to call back when Yu Manran called again.

The moment she answered the call, she heard Yu Manran say sweetly, “Fang Shiyun, that little b*tch. If I don’t skin her alive today, how dare she call my Ge’er a thief.”