Wen Sirou stood on the stage with tears in her eyes, her face full of pity.

He pointed at Wen Ning and scolded, "You can't show evidence from your computer, get out of here! Wen Sirou is a genius designer!"

"Wen Ning, you are not worthy of participating in the competition. Plagiarism will be fired."

"Just a charity dinner a while ago, this woman said that Wen Sirou had a miscarriage. Now, she was deliberately framed!" A voice said sarcastically.

There is even more heated discussion below.

Wen Ning listened to these accusations coldly, and Wen Sirou came prepared this time.

"No!" The little assistant rushed to the cap angrily and ran up suddenly, "I watched Sister Ningning draw this work all night long. Wen Sirou, you villain, you are turning black and white, judge..."

"Enough," Principal Li raised his hand, "Wen Ning, you can't come up with documents to prove it. What else can you make a quibble? Plagiarists are not worthy of participating in the competition and disrupt the order! Security guards drive these two people out."

Without saying anything, Wen Ning and his assistant were erected out of the gate of the exhibition hall by the security guard.

The cloudy day was as cloudy as Wen Ning's heart at this moment, with a gloomy coldness. She squatted on the steps at the door, turned on the computer and looked carefully.

No folders were found anywhere, and her historical traces and the only evidence were wiped out.

Wen Ning narrowed his eyes coldly.

As I was in a hurry, I suddenly felt the computer in front of me was broken by high heels!

Wen Sirou walked over arrogantly, and the secretary held an umbrella to block the reporter's gaze. She mocked and glared at Wen Ning, "Sister, thank you for painting such a good work. It was awarded by the judges, and there was no doubt that it was the champion of the preliminary round."

"Although Xu Yi has long greeted me and Principal Li, I am very stable at the first place, but I won the championship with the manuscript you drew, and it feels so cool that I can't speak for you!"

Wen Sirou sneered in a low voice.

She pinched Wen Ning's lower cheek and said viciously, "You put all the bets on this competition, wanting to destroy me and get back out of the world, but look, after today, you are notorious, and the whole network knows which jewelry company will ask for a plagiarism criminal? Wen Ning, you have lost! Ruitian Company, you can't get it back!"

Wen Sirou was proud and she and her mother had revenge on the shame she had suffered these days!

Wen Ningjing didn't say anything, looked at her coldly, and there was a deep sound in her almond eyes. She shook Wen Sirou's hand away and stood up.

Wen Sirou laughed behind her, "I don't know why I was fooled, right? Don't you have a proud mind? Wen Ning, do you think you can beat me?"

Wen Sirou left proudly, and Zhu Yaoyao ran over to the face of the white face.

The reporters were all filming Wen Ning's miserable situation at this moment. Passers-by pointed at Wen Ning, especially the shareholders of Ruitian, pointing at Wen Ning's nose and scolding her for being overestimated and plagiarized. Zhu Yaoyao yelled at them and drove them away and took Wen Ning away!

The little assistant picked up the broken computer on the ground.

Zhu Yaoyao suddenly turned around and stared at the little assistant, gritted his teeth and slapped it, "Is it you?"

"Who else can get close to this computer besides you? Xiao Zhang, you were bribed by Wen Sirou's dog?"

"It's not me, it's really not me, Sister Ningning, believe me..." The little assistant was stunned and cried aggrievedly.

Wen Ning looked at the little assistant quietly and suddenly stopped Zhu Yaoyao's hand, "Yaoyao, don't be impulsive, it's not her."

"But no one can get close to your computer!" Zhu Yaoyao trembled in anger.

"Not her," Wen Ning lowered his eyes and thought, "October 2, Yaoyao, do you remember which day it was?"

Zhu Yaoyao was stunned and thought for a while, "We will meet with Qianyue on October 1st, and you will be at my house on the second day."

Wen Ning turned his head and looked at the little assistant, "Has anyone else touched this computer since entering the venue?"

"Absolutely not!" the little assistant swore.

Wen Ning locked his eyebrows, but the sharpness in his eyes gradually condensed like a sharp blade.

She asked again, "Remember again, I mean, every finger of everyone, just touch it."

The little assistant: "But Sister Qianyue is not someone else. When I went to the bathroom, she came out of the advertising room and helped me get it."

Zhu Yaoyao paused, and her beautiful face seemed to be frozen.

Wen Ning's little face had already fallen into the snow and ice.

Zhu Yaoyao was unbelievable and even laughed, "Ning Ning, you are joking, how could it be? Yueyue has known us for many years."

"I never believe it." Therefore, there was no doubt, which led to the perfect plan for Wen Sirou.

The eyelashes sloshed down, as if they were crushed by heavy objects.

Wen Ning's face turned pale, "Where is Su Qianyue now?"

"Just Yueyue just said that there was a celebration banquet and she went to Royal No. 1."

Wen Ning got into the car, his little face was exhausted, "Then go to Royal No. 1."

"Do you really doubt her?" Zhu Yaoyao's heart was cold, "But if it wasn't for her, the sisterhood would be gone."

"If it's her, if this cancer is not found out, I will be really killed by Wen Sirou." Wen Ning glanced over.

Zhu Yaoyao immediately bit his lips and said nothing.

After a while of silence, Zhu Yaoyao asked, "But how did you let her admit it? If she refuses to admit it, we have no evidence that she is using the computer."

Wen Ning sneered and closed her eyes, "It's very simple."

Ningning was very thoughtful, and this time she was really defeated by trust. Zhu Yaoyao took her to Royal No. 1 with dejected expression.

-

Royal No. 1 is the top club in Rongcheng, and it is unknown who the boss is behind it.

It is very difficult to deal with private love, and wealthy businessmen who come and go to the top circle of Rongcheng.

Zhu Yaoyao is going to find connections to bring Wen Ning in.

The two came to the private room No. 1, Fengting.

It was very lively inside, and Su Qianyue's charming body flowed between the director and the male star.

"Yueyue?" Zhu Yaoyao frowned and shouted at the door.

Su Qianyue turned around with red wine, her expression was in place in an instant, and she immediately smiled, "Yaoyao, Ningning, why are you here at Royal No. 1?"

"Is it not suitable for my current identity?" Wen Ning smiled.

"What are you saying!" Su Qianyue came over and hugged Wen Ning, and kissed Wen Ning's face, "How about it! Is the first game not left? Let's celebrate it tonight~"

Zhu Yaoyao looked at Wen Ning and quickly looked at Su Qianyue, "Yueyue, Ningning's manuscript was stolen by Wen Sirou, and she may be fired from the competition."

"What's going on?" Su Qianyue's face turned pale.

Wen Ning looked at her with a faint smile, and closed her eyebrows, "It's okay, maybe I will turn over."

"Susu!" shouted inside.

Su Qianyue was embarrassed, "The celebration banquet is not over yet."

"It's okay, you go and do it." Zhu Yaoyao said immediately.

The private room door was closed, Wen Ning stared at the door, Zhu Yaoyao comforted himself, "Ning Ning, look at her expression just now, and maybe Yueyue did not betray us."

Wen Ning glanced at her and sneered, "Have you forgotten her skills?"

"Yes, I'll find out soon."
Chapter completed!