Gu Mochen exuded a formidable presence, always making it challenging for others to look him in the eye.
Although Han Siming held his breath, he didn't dare to meet the sharpness of the man's ink-black eyes. For a moment, his face slightly changed color, lacking the courage to look directly into the man's eyes.
"I... Gu Mochen, what gives you the right to question what I've done?"
Struggling to regain composure, Han Siming faced the man before him and raised the document in his hand.
"Here, there are 22 partners..."
Jian Ran's beautiful eyes flickered slightly... 22 partners, it was clear that Han Siming had come prepared.
Jian Ran pressed her lips tightly together, standing by Gu Mochen's side, her small hand clenched into a fist, waiting for what Han Siming would say next.
"Gu Mochen, I'm sure you are quite familiar with these 22 partners... because the Gu Family's collaborations with them, their design works, are all plagiarized."
