When the original manuscript of Zhan Yao appeared on the big screen, Li Zhihua could no longer refute it. She looked lost and out of her depth, her face full of panic. She gazed helplessly at the angry or mocking eyes around her, desperately wanting to escape from this place.
No one stopped her, but the camera continuously recorded her embarrassed figure. The evidence was irrefutable, and she herself had nothing more to say. There was no need to further explain the truth.
The audience witnessed the truth with their own eyes, and everyone was extremely indignant. They looked at Fenghua's work and Zhan Yao's appearance before her death, and no one felt anything but pity for her.
Such a talent was ruined by this malicious woman, Li Zhihua. If Zhan Yao were still alive, what brilliant creations could she have made? Unfortunately, there are no ifs.
