From Sidekick to Bigshot

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The article that she had published under the name of Dr. F.S was undoubtedly of a higher standard than the other one.

The two articles could not be compared with one another.

The person who had secretly replaced her submission had obviously done some research before they had chosen an article from Dr. F.S.

First of all, Dr. F.S had become quite famous and influential in the academic circle right now. Due to this reason, copying his article would cause some serious repercussions.

Secondly, Dr. F.S. had always been a mysterious person. Most people would not be able to contact him directly. Furthermore, it was assumed that his personality was indifferent and eccentric. Whether or not he would accept an operation would entirely depend on his mood. He was not swayed by money and power.

This meant that the Jian family would be unable to find him when they wanted to conduct public relations. It would be difficult for the Jian family to rely on money and power to settle this matter.

Finally, this would ruin Jian Yiling’s attempts to gain admission to colleges and universities. She would also be rejected by these colleges and universities when she took her entrance exams in a few years. No good university would be willing to accept a student who plagiarized their papers.

Even if her grades were good, there would be no way for her to be admitted to a good university.

“Boss, what do we do?” An Yang asked. He waited in concern. He wanted a response from Jian Yiling.

“It’s nothing,” Jian Yiling replied. Her response was calm and unhurried.

An Yang had a feeling that the emperor was not worried, however, he, as the eunuch, was worried sick.[1]

An Yang took a deep breath to calm himself before he asked again: “Boss, are you sure it’s nothing? Do I just forget about this matter then?”

Honestly, at this point, An Yang was wondering whether he was a ‘lackey’ or a ‘mother’.

His heart was strained from this.

“Mhmm,” Jian Yiling replied.

Upon receiving this answer, An Yang could do nothing. His boss could handle this, right? He could just forget about this matter, right?

As soon as An Yang left, Jian Yiling’s mobile phone rang.

The caller ID was Jian Yuncheng.

Jian Yiling hesitated for a moment before she picked up the phone.

The caller’s voice was slightly anxious: “Yiling, you don’t have to worry about this matter. I’ll take care of it.”

“You don’t need to,” Jian Yiling replied. She immediately refused Jian Yuncheng’s offer.

Upon hearing Jian Yiling refusing his help, Jian Yuncheng assumed that she didn’t trust him.

“Yiling, I believe that you didn’t plagiarize. I will find the person who did it. I won’t let you… I won’t let you be falsely accused again…” Jian Yuncheng said. He choked up in the middle of his sentence.

“No need,” Jian Yiling repeated. She once again refused him.

Faced with Jian Yiling’s refusal, Jian Yuncheng had no choice but to bring up Jian Yunmo: “Then I’ll tell your second brother. I’ll get him to help you deal with it, okay?”

Jian Yunmo had quite a few connections in the academic circle.

“Don’t tell him,” Jian Yiling said. She frowned a little and her tone changed visibly.

Upon hearing the change in his sister’s tone, Jian Yuncheng’s voice was much softer than usual: “Yiling, what should I do then? Do you still not trust me? Is it true that you can’t rely on me anymore?”

When the latter questions were asked, Jian Yuncheng felt an inexplicable sourness in his mouth.

In the past, Yiling had sat on his lap and looked at him with shining eyes. Those eyes had been filled with trust.

However, it was true that Yiling did not trust or rely on Jian Yuncheng. This was because she rarely trusted and wanted to bother others.

She was used to being on her own. She was used to handling her own matters.

This had nothing to do with whether that person was Jian Yuncheng or someone else.

To her, whether it was her parents or her brothers, it was just a ‘relationship’.

[1] Observers are more anxious than the person involved