Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97

  They thought Xinghe would punch herself from the failure of her plan.

  To their bitter disappointment, Xinghe merely turned around and walked away wordlessly.

  However, she didn’t leave. She stopped in front of a long bench and planted herself there.

  It appeared like she was waiting for the surgery to finish……

  Witnessing her shamelessness, the group of people started to say unsavory things about her.

  Thankfully, Xinghe was far away from them so she didn’t hear anything. Then again, she probably wouldn’t have reacted even if she did.

  The same couldn’t be said for Xia Zhi.

  He was incensed by the condescending looks the crowd kept tossing their way.

  "Sis, these people are really too much. How can they not believe you and choose to believe that wily thief? Bunch of blind idiots!" Xia Zhi who stood in front of her groused.

  "Miss Xia, do you have any other plan? Is there no proof you can produce to show your innocence?" Luo Jun was also fuming with indignation.

  In contrast, Xinghe was as calm as ever.

  "Don’t fret, I’d predicted as much," she comforted them.

  Xia Zhi was startled. "Sis, you predicted this? Then, why are we here to suffer? We should find ourselves a lawyer and sue that Yun Ruobing!"

  Xinghe smiled good-naturedly. "But they were right. I can’t produce any proof. Ee Chen will definitely not sell her out."

  Technically speaking, Ee Chen was Ruobing’s accomplice in helping her steal the design. Selling her out would only implicate him.

  That was probably why Ruobing was so confident that her plan would not fall apart.

  "Then what can we do? Sit here quietly and see that Yun Ruobing take all the credit that is rightfully yours? I can’t stand that smug face of hers!"

  "Don’t worry," Xinghe said calmly, "The proof will show itself soon enough."

  Xia Zhi and Luo Jun were pleasantly surprised.

  "Sis, what do you mean by that? What proof?"

  "The faulty product itself is the proof."

  The answer came not from Xinghe but Mubai who was walking towards them.

  Xia Zhi and Luo Jun looked at each other in confusion over his sudden arrival and answer. They had a hard time understanding what he meant.

  Mubai didn’t explain, instead he stared deeply at Xinghe before adding, "I want to have a private conversation with Xinghe."

  Before waiting for the two of them to respond, he sat down beside Xinghe and asked under his breath, "Am I right?"

  Xinghe turned to look at him before nodding, "You’re right."

  "What will be the consequences?"

  "Nothing life-threatening, a little pain of the flesh."

  "You have no intention of stopping it?"

  "I could ask you the same thing."

  Mubai’s lips curved into a smile. "Certain people need a sound slap to the face before they can see reality more clearly. Other than that, not stopping this will give them the chance to see the real you and cure their prejudice."

  "I’m not doing this to change their impression of me." I’m doing this just for my son.

  Mubai understood the words that were left unsaid. His dark eyes glowed slightly before continuing, "Indeed, you shouldn’t jump through hoops to purposely endear yourself to others. Living with a constant mask is a pain. Use your talent to impress them all and they will love you for who you are and not how you act."

  At least that is why I fell in love with you.

  I love how real you are and the confident way you carry yourself; the majestic presence that speaks of the fact that you have control of your own fate.

  The self-assurance and the talent behind it, they are dazzling beautiful.

  But most of all, I love you because, Xia Xinghe, you are uniquely your own. You are one of a kind and irreplaceable.

  Mubai confessed in his heart because he knew Xinghe was not one for lovey-dovey proclamation and the timing was not right.