Northwestern mountains…
Qiao Xiyan took the phone from his father and called Qiao Aiyun. He told her not to think too much and to take good care of her pregnancy before calling Yan Wangchuan.
"… It's very chaotic right now, mainly because this organizer is too good at creating hype."
"Only my father and I have seen our family's designs. Why are they so similar?" Qiao Xiyan was puzzled.
"This has to start with when Wanwan went to the capital for tutoring." Yan Wangchuan briefly explained what had happened.
Song Fengwan had learned to draw from Old Master Qiao, so she had imitated the drawings and paintings of the Qiao family. This was a common thing. These things were all passed down among family members. In fact, many of the designs of the Jade Hall of Spring had been drawn in the past, but they hadn't been made into finished jade products and sold.
Unexpectedly, someone had taken advantage of this.
