Wen Sirou stood on the stage with tears in her eyes, her face pitiful.

Everyone below was pointing at Wen Ning and scolding them, "Your computer can't produce any evidence, so get out! Wen Sirou is the genius designer!"

"Wen Ning, you don't deserve to participate. You will be expelled for plagiarism."

"Just a while ago at the charity dinner, this woman went around saying that Wen Sirou had a miscarriage. Now it seems that she is deliberately framed!" A voice said sarcastically.

There was even more heated discussion below.

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

"No!" The assistant shouted angrily and ran forward, "I watched Sister Ningning work all night long to paint this work. Wen Sirou, you villain, you are confusing right and wrong, judge..."

"That's enough," Principal Li raised his hand, "Wen Ning, if you can't produce documents to prove it, what else is there to argue with? Plagiarists are not worthy of participating in the competition and are disrupting order! Security, kick these two people out."

Without any explanation, Wen Ning and his assistant were escorted out of the exhibition hall by the security guards.

The sky was overcast, just like Wen Ning's heart at the moment, filled with a gloomy coldness. She squatted on the steps at the door, turned on the computer and looked at it carefully again.

The folder was nowhere to be found, and all traces of her history, the only evidence, had been wiped clean.

Wen Ning narrowed his eyes coldly.

In the midst of my thoughts, suddenly, the computer in front of me was stepped on by a high-heeled shoe!

Wen Sirou stood in front of her arrogantly. The secretary held up an umbrella to block the reporters' sight. She glared at Wen Ning mockingly, "Sister, thank you for drawing such a good work. It won the first prize from the judges. There is no doubt that it is the preliminary round."

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"Although Xu Yi has already said hello to Principal Li for me, I am very sure of the first place, but winning the championship with your drawing is beyond words!"

Wen Sirou laughed under her breath.

She pinched Wen Ning's lower cheek and said viciously, "Your hopes are all in this provincial competition. Do you want to knock me down and make a comeback? But look, after today, you will be in the jewelry world

How can you still survive? What company would want a repeat offender of plagiarism? Wen Ning, you have suffered a complete defeat, and you still want to take revenge and dream about it!"

She smiled so proudly that the humiliation she and her mother suffered was avenged in one fell swoop!

Wen Ning remained silent and looked at her coldly, her almond-shaped eyes filled with deep thoughts. She shook off Wen Sirou's hand and stood up.

Wen Sirou smiled coquettishly behind her, "You don't know why you were fooled, do you? Don't you have a mind that you are proud of? Wen Ning, do you think you can beat me?"

Wen Sirou left proudly, and Zhu Yaoyao ran over with a pale face.

The reporters were all taking pictures of Wen Ning's misery now, pointing and pointing, Zhu Yaoyao yelled to drive them away.

The assistant picked up the computer that had been trampled on the ground.

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

"Who else can get close to this computer besides you, Xiao Zhang, have you been bribed by that bastard Wen Sirou?"

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

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

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

"It's not her," Wen Ning lowered his eyes and thought, "October 2nd, do you remember what day it is?"

Zhu Yaoyao was stunned for a moment, then thought for a moment and said, "We will have a gathering with Qian Yue on October 1st, and you will be at my house on the 2nd."

Wen Ning turned around and looked at the assistant, "Has anyone else touched this computer since it entered the site?"

"Absolutely not!" the assistant vowed.

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

She asked again, "Recalling it again, I mean, every finger of everyone touches it."

Assistant: "But Sister Qianyue is not someone else. When I went to the toilet, she came out of the advertising room and helped me take it."


Chapter completed!