The CEO’s Substitute Wife Is A Genius
Chapter 133: Face to Face Confrontation

Chapter 133: Chapter 133: Face to Face Confrontation

Half an hour later.

Jiang Man lazily sat in the recording studio, holding a thermos cup filled with girlish charm.

She leisurely sipped from the thermos, and suddenly a rich soy milk aroma filled the studio.

Lu Zhan looked at the cup in surprise, his gaze then falling on the insulated lunch box beside her.

"Did you have breakfast? Your uncle made it."

Jiang Man said indifferently, there wasn’t much food, but she was already full and didn’t want to waste.

Lu Zhan had already eaten breakfast. He was so shocked he couldn’t believe his ears, "My uncle made it? He knows how to cook?"

"He does, and his cooking is quite good," Jiang Man said, her eyebrows raised with a hint of pride.

Lu Zhan was skeptical, he took out a crepe to taste and instantly his eyes lit up.

"Are you sure this isn’t bought from outside?"

"He made it," Jiang Man asserted.

Lu Zhan was in a daze, chewing the food in his mouth, frowning deeply.

How could his impression of his uncle be so different from what his aunt described?

Would someone as haughty and distinguished as his uncle be willing to go into a greasy kitchen?

Incredible, truly incredible!

Lu Zhan thought the crepes were delicious, he finished the remaining egg tarts in the insulated box as well, licking his lips with a look of not having enough.

After finishing the soy milk, Jiang Man finally said calmly, "Alright, play the song."

Lu Zhan signaled to the DJ behind the glass window to play the music.

Jiang Man held the headset to her ear, and as the first melody rang out, she immediately turned her head to look at Lu Zhan, her eyes cold and sharp.

Lu Zhan was startled by her gaze, blinking and thinking it wasn’t him who plagiarized, so why was his aunt looking like she wanted to flay him alive?

Snap—

When the intro finished and it came to the first line of lyrics, Jiang Man couldn’t listen anymore, placing the headphones on the small table beside her.

Lu Zhan quickly signaled to the DJ to pause.

"Aunt, how is it?"

"What’s the name of the person who submitted this? You can tell me that, right?" Jiang Man’s eyes were sharp, icy and intense.

Lu Zhan frowned, "The company has a rule, we must protect the privacy of the person who submitted their work before the song is officially released."

"Then why the hell did you call me here?" Jiang Man immediately became irritable, her expression defiant and aloof.

"The person who submitted it has a surname Zhang and a three-character name, correct?" She said, her cold eyes carrying a threatening power.

Lu Zhan nodded, he couldn’t say, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t ask, he didn’t have to speak, just nod his head.

"Heh, I know who’s behind this," Jiang Man scoffed, feeling an instant sense of being constantly on guard, as if against a traitor within one’s own ranks.

Lu Zhan was surprised, "An acquaintance committed the act?"

"An acquaintance, from the same dorm," she stated.

"..." No wonder then.

Jiang Man jumped down from the high stool, shoved her hands in her pockets, her silhouette both cool and wild: "I’m off, time to clean house."

Her voice seemed calm, but it was full of imminent danger.

After she left, the DJ came out of the control room and approached Lu Zhan, "Is she the talented girl you mentioned? She seems pretty arrogant."

"She is," Lu Zhan smiled, hooking his lips. No wonder his uncle avoided women but married her; his aunt definitely had a strong personality.

"Is it true you’re getting JOJO to collaborate? Looking at her, she doesn’t seem like someone who could pull off getting JOJO," the DJ frowned.

Lu Zhan just smiled without a word.

Who knows? Perhaps his aunt could ask his uncle to extend an invitation to JOJO. It wasn’t impossible.

...

Around noon, Jiang Man drove to the school’s cafeteria number six.

Zhang Ziqi, holding the menu, ordered her dishes and, after finishing, passed it to Mao Lili, "Order whatever, I’m treating today."

Wen Rui blinked, "Is there something to celebrate?"

"Qiqi got the 100,000 yuan penalty from Rolling Stone and has resubmitted to Hua Yin, isn’t that worth celebrating? A clean 100,000 yuan." Mao Lili said with a grin.

Wen Rui couldn’t believe it, as if hearing some astronomical figure.

100,000 yuan, that could cover her family’s living expenses for two to three years, yet Zhang Ziqi got it so easily.

Sometimes, people are born unequal; she envied Zhang Ziqi’s family and her talent.

"Huh? Manman, didn’t you ask Ruirui to call in sick for you?" As Zhang Ziqi turned her head, she saw the girl with her hands in her pockets walking towards them with a cool gait.

A chill seemed to radiate from the girl, and even though it was only mid-September, they felt a cold wind that made them sneeze.

"Ah, Autumn!" Mao Lili couldn’t help but sniffle, "Why does it feel a bit cold?"

"Manman, I’ve finished ordering, do you want to check?"

She handed the menu over to Jiang Man.

Jiang Man hooked the corner of her mouth and plopped down onto a chair, her eyes fixated directly on Zhang Ziqi.

Zhang Ziqi felt intimidated, awkwardly forcing a smile, "Manman, why are you staring at me like that?"

Jiang Man scoffed, "I heard you’re treating? Got the 100,000 yuan compensation from Rolling Stone?"

"Yeah..." Zhang Ziqi pulled at the corner of her mouth, quickly averting her gaze and responding nervously.

"How did you plagiarize my discarded draft?" Jiang Man cut to the chase, her piercing gaze fixed on Zhang Ziqi.

Zhang Ziqi was startled, freezing up completely.

She hadn’t expected Jiang Man to find out so soon. How had she discovered it?

Jiang Man’s eyes were sharp, icy as if filled with frost, "Did you really think you could get away with it unnoticed?"

Her tone carried a laugh, but her smile didn’t reach her eyes.

Mao Lili and Wen Rui gasped, exchanging glances.

"Manman, what plagiarism?" Mao Lili asked, confused.

But Jiang Man didn’t answer, she pulled out her hand, tapping it against the table rhythmically yet sparingly.

Her patience was limited. Due to their being roommates, if Zhang Ziqi was willing to admit her mistake, Jiang Man would only teach her a small lesson and not blow the matter up.

She was waiting.

One tap.

Two taps.

Knock—knock—

It sounded like a death knell, causing Zhang Ziqi’s hairs to stand on end.

"Manman, I was wrong..."

Finally, Zhang Ziqi couldn’t bear the mental torture Jiang Man was inflicting and confessed with a sob.

Mao Lili and Wen Rui were extremely surprised.

"Qiqi, you actually plagiarized Manman’s original creation?"

"I...I saw Manman toss the draft into the trash can, so I got curious about what she was writing. Once I saw it was an original song, and such a good one at that, I thought it would be a waste for Manman to just discard it, so I picked it up for myself...I figured since Manman wasn’t keeping it, and it was going to be thrown away anyway, that I could give it the value it deserved by using it..." Zhang Ziqi confessed.

"What?" Mao Lili could hardly believe it.

"So the talented girl wasn’t you, but Manman instead?"

Mao Lili and Wen Rui turned their gaze to Jiang Man in unison.

Her pale, cool face exuded indifference and detachment.

Looking back at Zhang Ziqi, cowering and frightened.

Were they fools for never doubting Zhang Ziqi before, actually believing her lies!

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