Since Gu Shaoting had said so, how could Zhou Jinbai refuse him?
He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number in front of everyone.
"I'm in the hotel lobby, uh... I've run into some trouble. Someone suspects the evening gown my girlfriend is wearing is a fake. Come down and sort it out."
The man's tone was as stable and calm as an electrocardiogram.
Liu Xinxin couldn't help but lean over to Lin Shirou's ear and whisper, "Which young master is your sister's boyfriend? Listening to his tone, he must have a significant background."
Liu Xinxin didn't even have the qualifications to know a DT designer.
But the man spoke as if he were giving an order.
"He's just a man driving a Volkswagen. He's probably pretending, since so many people are watching."
Lin Shirou didn't believe Zhou Jinbai was a rich second generation, nor did she want to.
A minute later, a man in a bathrobe came out of the elevator and hurried towards Zhou Jinbai and his group.
"Everyone, I apologize for keeping you waiting. My name is Marcus, and I am a designer for DT."
After speaking, Marcus's gaze fell on Lin Xingwan and Lin Shirou. "It's the dresses worn by the two ladies that need authentication, right? Every dress designed by DT has a QR code behind the size. As long as you scan it with the device in my hand, if it shows the DT logo, it's genuine; otherwise, it's not."
"How do we know you're a DT designer? What if you're in cahoots with Zhou Jinbai?" Gu Shaoting looked at the man with disbelief.
"You don't know me, but your woman does, right? Miss Lin Shirou!"
Marcus smiled at Lin Shirou, who looked flattered. "Mr. Marcus, I didn't expect you to remember me."
"Of course I remember you, you're very special."
Special... Shameless!
An unknown, no-name, no-work, no-acting eighteen-line celebrity had worn their DT evening gown to walk the red carpet through improper means, and had flooded the internet with paid promotions about how beautiful she looked.
The DT brand's reputation had been dragged down, and they were even ridiculed by industry insiders.
Lin Shirou, unable to detect Marcus's sarcasm, mistook his remembrance for admiration of her beauty. She affectionately linked her arm through Gu Shaoting's and explained in a cooing voice, "Shaoting, Mr. Marcus is the chief designer of DT and also the boss of DT. He designed so many classic outfits for DT, and even the one I'm wearing is his work."
"In that case, Mr. Marcus, please take a look and tell us which of these two dresses is real and which is fake." Liu Xinxin was eager to see Lin Xingwan humiliated.
Marcus ignored Liu Xinxin, his gaze fixed on Lin Shirou.
"Miss Lin Shirou, since you are so familiar with our DT brand, why are you wearing a counterfeit of our brand?"
For a moment, the entire hall was silent except for the music, everyone shocked into speechlessness.
Lin Shirou was stunned for more than ten seconds before she asked, "Mr. Marcus, what do you mean by that?"
"Exactly what I said. The dress you're wearing, I designed and made it myself. It has three pleats at the chest, but yours has five. And the diamond-encrusted waistband, the center part is shaped like a moon, but you have none of these."
"Impossible, I spent eight hundred thousand yuan on this, it can't be fake!" Lin Shirou refused to believe it. "Scan it with your device, I bought this dress for eight hundred thousand yuan."
Marcus took out his device, found the size label on the dress, flipped it over, and scanned the QR code.
The device's screen was blank.
Lin Xingwan staggered back a few steps in disbelief. "How is this possible, how could this be..."
"Miss Lin Xingwan, may I scan the QR code on your dress?" Marcus then asked Lin Xingwan.
"Of course," Lin Xingwan readily allowed Marcus to scan the QR code. Soon, the letters 'DT' appeared on the screen.
The truth of which was real and which was fake was obvious.
Marcus put away the device and looked at Lin Shirou, who still refused to believe it. His tone turned cold. "Lin Shirou, you once bribed my assistant to borrow a DT evening gown for you to walk the red carpet, bringing shame to our DT brand. Now, you are brazenly wearing a high-quality counterfeit of our brand in full view of everyone, disregarding the hard work of the original creator. You can expect a lawyer's letter."
Lin Shirou's face was more than just "unpleasant." Even Gu Shaoting, who had been arrogant and dismissive earlier, was caught off guard by this turn of events.
Lin Xingwan looked at Marcus with gratitude, her usually icy eyes melting like spring water. "Mr. Marcus, thank you so much. Without you, I would never have been able to clear my name, no matter what I did. I'm just puzzled why someone who calls me sister would do this to me."
Lin Xingwan said this deliberately for everyone to hear.
The best way to deal with a bitch is to walk her path and leave her with no way to go.
The surrounding guests began to point and whisper about Lin Shirou and Gu Shaoting.
"A thief crying 'stop thief,' I've never seen anything like it. It's a good thing we have this designer, or we would have wrongly accused Miss Lin."
"This Lin Shirou is quite the actress. If the truth hadn't come out, I would have been fooled by her pitiful appearance. Think about what she said just now, every word seemed to be for Miss Lin's sake, but every word... tsk tsk tsk..."
"And her man, wasn't he shouting pretty loudly just now? Why is he speechless now? If I were them, I'd dig a hole and bury myself. This epic face-slapping scene, they probably won't dare to attend a wedding banquet again in their lives!"
Lin Shirou and Gu Shaoting were the targets of widespread criticism, their faces looking extremely grim.
Gu Shaoting wished he could leave this embarrassing place immediately, but he also knew that if he left now, he would be ridiculed for the rest of his life.
Moreover, there were other company bosses at the banquet. If this spread, how would he conduct his business in the future?
Gu Shaoting could only suppress his anger and say to Lin Xingwan, "Rourou's dress was given to her by her assistant. There might have been a problem in the process, causing this series of misunderstandings. I apologize."
Lin Shirou also said pitifully, "I'm sorry, sister. I really didn't know what was happening, or I wouldn't have done this."
Lin Xingwan remained unmoved.
A late apology was worth less than grass, especially when it wasn't sincere!
People around began to mediate.
"Forget it, forget it, it's just a small matter. Today is a good day, everyone should be harmonious."
Liu Xinxin also nodded repeatedly. "It's almost time for dinner, let's all find our seats."
The onlookers then slowly dispersed.
Lin Xingwan watched Lin Shirou and Gu Shaoting dejectedly walk towards the tables at the very edge, her mood couldn't be happier.
"Can I go now?" Marcus asked Zhou Jinbai nervously, his mind filled with the image of this powerful figure suddenly appearing in their studio last night.
He had said: My woman wants to wear this dress. As for Lin Shirou, you can handle it yourselves.
The big shot could have taken it by force, but he had condescended to reason with him!
What else could Marcus do? Of course, he gave the genuine dress that Lin Shirou had originally reserved to Zhou Jinbai, then stayed up all night to make a counterfeit for Lin Shirou, which he gave to her this morning.
Then he cooperated with this big shot to put on a show.
Anyway, he had wanted to punish Lin Shirou for a long time.
"You can," Zhou Jinbai said, and Marcus immediately scrambled away.
"I really didn't expect you to know a designer from DT, nor did I expect this dress I'm wearing to cost eight hundred thousand yuan."
Lin Xingwan's tone was filled with emotion. Everything that had happened today was more stimulating than the last. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
"He's my friend. He heard my girlfriend was going to a wedding banquet and sold me this dress for a few hundred yuan. I only just found out how expensive this dress really is," Zhou Jinbai explained.
"Then your relationship is too good, selling an eight hundred thousand yuan dress to you for a few hundred yuan." Lin Xingwan felt something was strange but couldn't quite pinpoint it.
Zhou Jinbai was nonchalant. "Marcus is very wealthy and doesn't care much about money. He probably charged me a few hundred yuan because he thought I'd be embarrassed to take it for free."
"That's great, to have such a friend."
Lin Xingwan's tone was emotional. She had been so busy with work all these years that she had inadvertently become materialistic.
Zhou Jinbai and Marcus's friendship was truly enviable.
Zhou Jinbai didn't want to dwell on this matter. He reminded her, "Hurry up and pick a good seat. We've already given our gift, so we need to eat our money back."
The wedding banquet's lunch was indeed very good. The seafood on the table was also fresh and sweet.
Zhou Jinbai, wearing disposable gloves, slowly peeled shrimp and placed them into Lin Xingwan's bowl.
Lin Xingwan was a little embarrassed at first, but with a free shrimp-peeling tool by her side, she could eat to her heart's content.
This feeling... was very nice!
Qiu Junze sat not far from Lin Xingwan and them, secretly watching the incredibly loving couple with envy, jealousy, and hatred!
If it were him sitting next to Lin Xingwan, it would be the peak of life, with a beautiful woman and a luxury car.
Zhou Jinbai, that damned loser, he would definitely find an opportunity to teach him a lesson.
Just as everyone was happily eating, Liu Xinxin, arm in arm with Sheng Yuanbai, slowly walked towards the front of the stage.
"Dear friends and family, thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend my and Yuanbai's wedding. Your presence has brought joy to today's ceremony. Yuanbai and I have decided to announce something here."
Liu Xinxin paused at the right moment, piquing everyone's curiosity.