Yun Qianrou's heart tightened quietly, she stood up straight, looked at Yun Qing, and said angrily, "Yun Qing, there is no evidence, you will openly accuse me of plagiarism. This is slander! I can sue you!"

Her biggest reliance is that Yun Qing can't produce evidence that she plagiarized Yun Miao.

It is impossible to just make the case for plagiarism based on the reason why her meaning was wrong.

Yun Qing raised her eyebrows, looked down at her slender fingers, and said indifferently, "I dare say that there is naturally my evidence, but before I come up with my evidence, I will do my routine and give you a chance to defend me."

Yun Qianrou was angry and laughed.

When Yunmiao passed away, Yun Qing was only five years old and could not even recognize her words.

Then all the things left by Yunmiao were snatched by her one after another.

Yun Qing may not even see the incense recipes she left behind.

Even though I don’t know what despicable means she used to change her meaning and get those incense recipes, it’s too late.

Because she was afraid that Yun Qing would make a mess in this year's perfume competition, she took the time to memorize all the incense recipes before participating in the competition.

And, just in case, she left all the incense recipes on her computer three years ago.

Once Yun Qing takes out any of them and just shows the computer to save the records, she can immediately bite her back.

Yunmiao was dead. Yun Qing wanted someone to testify but no one to testify, and there was no physical evidence, but she dared to say in public that she had evidence of her stealing Yunmiaoxiang’s prescription?

If she had evidence, how could she be so miserable by her three years ago?

Yun Qianrou was almost sure that Yun Qing was making a fortune and wanted to blow her up.

Thinking of this, she wanted to curl her lips with a smile or not, look at Yun Qing coldly, and said angrily: "Yun Qing, no matter what, I was the runner-up international at the age of sixteen. This is a well-known fact!"

"I need to be capable and popular. There is no runner-up in China who is younger than me. My perfume talent is unique in the entire perfume industry in the past century... I would rather plagiarize like this?!"

When Bo Chihan saw Yun Qianrou's expression of showing off with pride, he felt that his face was disgusting.

He remembered the scent of Yunmiao who was occupied by her, and Yun Qing, who had been bullied by her for so many years, and said in a cold tone, "If Miss Yun Qing participated in the perfume competition three years ago, there was something about you, Yun Qianrou?"

Yun Qianrou's proud expression suddenly froze.

Bo Chihan has continued to say, "The reason why you, Yun Qianrou, won the runner-up three years ago, was because Miss Yunqing was framed and retired from the competition. Now that Miss Yunqing is participating in the competition, aren't you just being stepped under her car?"

"As a defeated general under Miss Yunqing, what qualifications do you have to show off to her?"

Yun Qianrou's stiff face showed another frost whiteness.

Bo Chihan's words clearly mean that she will never be as good as Yun Qing!

As long as Yun Qing is around, the loser will always be her!

But Fangsheng, Yun Qing won her, and the strength to win the championship was there, and there was no way to refute it.

Yun Qing smiled softly, "Yun Qianrou, have you not learned enough lessons?"

"I give you a chance to justify it, so that you can prove as much as everyone can, that the bottle of perfume is yours."
Chapter completed!