Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!
Chapter 360: There’s No Shame in Wearing a Dress Designed by Your Mother

Chapter 360: Chapter 360: There’s No Shame in Wearing a Dress Designed by Your Mother

Jiang Li showed no fluctuations in emotion and remained unperturbed as she said, "As a citizen of Hua Country, don’t I even have the right to speak? Or is Mr. Jin’s authority so overwhelming that he can forbid me from saying a single word?"

Such a sensitive and sharp retort brought immediate silence to the entire room.

Even Su Yinwan, who had been quietly enjoying the drama from the sidelines, couldn’t help but secretly startle at this.

Jiang Li really had guts not commonly found.

Even Shang Shaojing had to give Jin Siyue some face, yet she was so unapproachable.

It had to be said, her own protagonist’s halo was indeed quite effective; she had merely gone to Younger President Jin to complain a little, and immediately he went to pick a fight with Jiang Li.

That foolish woman Ye Chu would not succeed, and surely Jin Siyue would not be able to handle her.

Beside her, Shang Shaojing’s gaze also darkened a bit as he watched Jiang Li, expressionless, pondering something.

At those words, Jin Siyue’s expression changed.

"You!"

He really couldn’t refute that.

Before coming here, his mother had warned him repeatedly, saying their family was applying for a government project and instructed him to watch his words and actions in public.

As luck would have it, there was a live broadcast at this wretched charity event.

If someone with an agenda were to record and report this, he guessed he would be in big trouble.

After all, his old man could be quite terrifying when angry.

"Heh." Jin Siyue let out a cold laugh and deftly changed the topic, "You are indeed sharp-tongued, no wonder you’re so unforgiving. Someone dressed in a counterfeit, inferior dress dares to clash with this young master."

Jiang Yan couldn’t stand it any longer, clenched his fists, and stepped forward, ready to settle the score.

To hell with President Jin or Mr. Zazong, if anyone dared to bully his sister, he was determined to ensure they would end up bedridden and weak!

But before he could rush out, Jiang Li glared at him with a look that sent him retreating.

She stepped forward and, with a frosty face, addressed Jin Siyue, "This dress was personally designed and made by my mother, and the embroidery was indeed done by Miss Liu Suqing’s hand. I would ask for Mr. Jin to gather some morality and apologize to me."

"Apologize?" Jin Siyue laughed out of sheer frustration, "Let’s not even discuss who designed that dress. You actually claim that the embroidery is by Liu Suqing? That’s laughable. Others might not have seen her work, but I have. My mother owns a dress embroidered by Liu Suqing, and it’s nothing like yours!"

This was the reason behind Jin Siyue’s assertiveness.

Who was Liu Suqing? Back in the day, even his own mother had to go through a great deal of effort and seek many favors to get her to embroider her wedding dress.

Now that wedding dress was auctioned off for over two hundred million on the market. How could Jiang Li, a nobody from a small household, possibly afford a piece embroidered by Liu Suqing?

"Exactly," Ye Chu chimed in quickly, "Jiang Li, no matter how vain you are, it’s outrageous to claim a connection with Master Liu’s work to boost yourself. There’s no shame in wearing a dress designed by your mother if you can’t borrow a designer brand."

[Younger President Jin’s comment made me think it’s odd too. Jiang Li’s family isn’t that wealthy or powerful, are they? How could they get Master Liu to embroider a dress for her?]

[I just checked and Jiang Li’s mother’s studio has just started—it definitely couldn’t afford someone of Liu Suqing’s stature.]

[Is Jiang Li really that vain?]

Facing Ye Chu’s sarcastic remarks, Jiang Li wasn’t agitated. His eyelids lifted slightly, and a sharp gaze swept across.

"If these embroideries really are the work of Master Liu, how will you respond?"

"What a joke, don’t think that will scare me," Ye Chu dismissed with a wave of his hand. "If they’re real, I’ll kneel and polish your shoes, but if they’re fake, you’ll kneel and lick the red wine off my dress!"

Emboldened by having Jin Siyue on her side, Ye Chu’s arrogance soared to the skies.

Jin Siyue was just finding the banquet boring and had thought to come out for some fun. Seeing the situation, he became interested.

"If this dress is genuine, tonight’s auction items—whichever one you want, I’ll bid for you. Otherwise..." He sneered coldly and casually pointed at Su Yinwan, "you’ll serve as Miss Su’s maid for a month."

"Young Master Jin, aren’t you being a bit too excessive?" Wen Jiaojiao said unhappily.

Even though she knew the dress actually came from Liu Suqing, Jin Siyue’s attitude was clearly aimed at picking a fight with Jiang Li.

Could this be because of that Su Yinwan?

With this thought, she glared fiercely at someone pretending to be innocent.

Jiang Li shook his head gently at Wen Jiaojiao and then looked toward Jin Siyue with a slight smile, "Alright, I hope Mr. Jin will keep his word, after all, there are several hundred thousand people watching both on-site and online."

Jin Siyue snorted coldly and slumped onto the sofa behind him, utterly arrogant.

"Alright, I’d like to see how you prove these embroideries are authentic."

Jiang Li spoke calmly, "It just so happens that before coming here, I learned that Mrs. Tong Yi, the main organizer of the Du Sang soirée, is an old friend of Miss Liu. As a good friend, she would naturally recognize whether Miss Liu’s embroideries are authentic."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around nodded in agreement.

The live stream viewers immediately pulled up Tong Yi’s information and found she had indeed been classmates with Liu Suqing for several years, and their relationship remained very good after graduation, truly intimate friends.

Jin Siyue snapped his fingers to summon a waiter.

"Go, call your president here."

The clout of Younger President Jin was indeed effective; in less than ten minutes, Tong Yi, dressed in formal attire, hurried over.

She was of a similar age to Liu Suqing, but due to good maintenance and the complement of surrounding lights, she looked both elegant and lavish.

On the way over, she had already heard about the incident and, not wanting to escalate the matter, she had deliberately instructed the wait staff to serve desserts to each table before approaching Jin Siyue.

"Younger President Jin, I apologize for not greeting you sooner. I hope no one has slacked in their duties toward you."

Jin Siyue waved his hand impatiently, "Don’t waste everyone’s time, go quickly and verify whether the embroidery on that woman’s dress is truly by Liu Suqing."

As he spoke, he looked meaningfully at Tong Yi.

Tong Yi well understood the intentions of this Devil, but when she saw Jiang Li, she couldn’t help but be stunned.

Wasn’t this the modest young lady who just donated to their charity project a few days ago?

She had come as well?

Her gaze then shifted down to the embroidery on her dress’s hem.

"This pattern... indeed, I haven’t seen much in Suqing’s works, and the stitches seem different from what I remember, however..." She glanced at Jin Siyue, still sharing her inner thoughts, "but with Suqing having retired for many years, it’s normal for techniques to change. However, I know a way to distinguish it."