The Outcast Heiress’s Secret Identities
Chapter 441 - Chapter 441 0439 wouldnt be infuriated to the point of

Chapter 441: 0439 wouldn’t be infuriated to the point of vomiting blood, right? Chapter 441: 0439 wouldn’t be infuriated to the point of vomiting blood, right? Hu Jialiang sat on the stage, his face set in a stern expression, his anger evident.

Yet, no one knew what exactly he was so angry about!

Could it also be because of Su Ran’s plagiarism?

Amidst a flurry of wild and imaginative speculations, he finally made his move.

Everyone’s eyes were fixed intently on the sign in his hand.

After an agonizing wait, the sign was finally raised, and they instantly saw the score on it–

10 points.

Everyone inhaled sharply, and the whole place exploded in an instant!

“Damn! Another 10 points?”

“So, even with one judge refusing to score, she still got a high score of 90 points?”

“Does this mean Su Ran is actually the champion among the top twenty?”

Su Xinyan’s face contorted with extreme displeasure.

Her hands were clenched into fists, veins bulging on her forehead, her expression twisted and malevolent.

How is this possible?!

How is this possible?!

“Who would’ve thought Su Xinyan would actually lose? The famous ‘heart’, actually losing to the unknown Su Ran?”

“And what’s more, only nine judges scored… this is beyond belief!”

“Yeah, Chairman Hu at least gave her a pity point, but Director Song didn’t give Su Ran a single point.”

In such a scenario, Su Ran still managed to overwhelm Su Xinyan.

Everyone was shocked. Could there be anything more humiliating than this?

What does it matter if she got second place?

This competition was simply a colossal humiliation for Su Xinyan.

She wouldn’t be so angry that she vomited blood, would she?

Su Xinyan, gritting her teeth, looked up and locked eyes with Song Guan on the stage.

Song Guan, understanding the sentiment, immediately took issue with the person beside him.

“Hu Jialiang, what do you mean by this?”

Hu Jialiang turned his head to glance at him, neither humble nor arrogant.

“What do you mean, what do I mean?”

Song Guan, furious, fixed his cold gaze upon him.

“Don’t you know about her act of plagiarism? Why do you still give her such a high score? Don’t you think your behavior is unfair to the other contestants? Or do you have some sort of relationship with her, meaning you are intentionally favoring her?”

Hu Jialiang looked at Song Guan with a calm expression, forming a stark contrast with his angry demeanor.

“I wonder which other contestants Director Song is referring to in his speech? Is it Su Xinyan, whom you favor greatly and to whom you gave full marks?”

“What if it is?”

Hearing the confrontation between the two, Su Ran lifted her head to glance at the stage briefly, a slight smile flickering in her eyes.

Hu Jialiang scoffed, “Do you have any proof of her plagiarism? If you can provide evidence, I will immediately invalidate all her scores and disqualify her from the competition.”

Song Guan’s face was stern, and he said nothing.

“As for why I gave her such a high score? Because she deserves it. Her design, whether in form, style, concept, or fashion, is the best. Why shouldn’t I give her a high score? As for your claim that I am biased towards her? Ha, are you saying that everyone who gave her high marks is biased?”

Song Guan, left red-faced by the retort, noticed at this moment that the other judges were looking at him with displeasure.

“Speaking of which, I am quite curious as to why, among so many contestants here, you specifically take up the cudgels for Su Xinyan. The other judges, though they also favor her design, have left some room for doubt. Yet you, going against the consensus, not only gave the only perfect score but even questioned the originality of other contestants’ work on her behalf. What is your relationship with her? Are you not intentionally showing her favoritism?”

Song Guan’s eyes flickered with a panic that betrayed the sense that his bluff had been called. Hu Jialiang’s rapid-fire questions caught him off guard, and the crowd’s peculiar stares only fueled his anger.

“Hu Jialiang, stop spouting nonsense without evidence, or I’ll sue you for defamation,” he snapped.

Hu Jialiang gave him a dismissive glance, “You also know better than to talk recklessly without evidence.”

“You…”

Everyone was shocked, staring at the stage. They had not anticipated that the rivalry between the sisters, Su Ran and Su Xinyan, would escalate into a conflict between the judges.

It was indeed unheard of.

At this moment, Su Xinyan joined Su Ran. Already the center of attention, all eyes were now fixed on them.

“Sister, given the current situation, shouldn’t you step forward and give everyone an explanation?” Su Xinyan asked.

“An explanation?”

A malicious smile spread across Su Xinyan’s face. “Director Song and Chairman Hu are quarreling over the plagiarism incident involving my sister from years ago. Since my sister denies plagiarizing my design, why not take this opportunity to prove it?”

Su Ran let out a cold laugh, looking at her.

“Stop trying to pass the blame onto me. Are you sure they’re arguing over me rather than someone being sore about not taking first place?”

As Su Ran spoke, a mocking and wicked smile slowly appeared on her face. Her gaze bore into Su Xinyan, intimidating and heart-stopping.

“And… are you really asking me to prove it here?”

Su Xinyan panicked for a moment. Back then, she and Su Ran had produced identical design drafts. Although the stigma of plagiarism had been forcibly pinned on her, there was no concrete evidence.

But she had forgotten that just because she had no evidence, it didn’t mean Su Ran didn’t!

Was she going to expose her?

Su Xinyan’s heart raced irregularly, her body growing colder.

“I… I did it for your own good, sister. I was worried people would say you were undeserving…”

“Utterly shameless!”

Suddenly, there was the sound of a chair scraping, “gah-ji,” as someone stood up from their seat–it was Hu Jialiang, arising abruptly.

Su Xinyan, too, was startled, her pupils contracting sharply. She looked at the stage and saw several judges looking her way, sending her into a sudden panic.

Hu Jialiang pointed at Su Xinyan, his anger uncontainable.

“Would you shut up already? If I had known you were like this, I wouldn’t have even bothered giving you points. Do you think you deserve to be first just because it’s you? Look at yourself, do you even have the talent to take first place?”

After finishing, Hu Jialiang turned to the host, “Postpone the evaluation.”

Then, he turned and stormed off his seat!

The other judges also looked displeased and temporarily left their seats, leaving Song Guan alone.

Everyone exchanged awkward glances, the atmosphere painfully awkward.

Su Xinyan stood there, at a loss!

Twenty minutes later, the evaluation continued.

Because of the recent disruption, the air was particularly tense.

None of the subsequent designs stood out, and scoring concluded quickly.

In Hua Country’s top twenty preliminary contest, Su Ran was undoubtedly the champion.

And Su Xinyan also advanced to the international contest in Y country as the runner-up. But at this moment, she could not feel any joy.

All eyes were on her, their faces brimming with schadenfreude.

“Lacks the talent to be first? That’s hilarious!”

“Look at how arrogant she was, and now she’s been slapped in the face, hasn’t she?”

“Who asked her to publicly question the judges, acting like ‘if it’s not me who’s first, there’s a problem’.”

“This second place is more embarrassing than if she’d come in second to last.”