"That song manuscript was just scribbled by Su Qiao, and it was stolen away like a treasure by this shameless Bai Zhilan. It's really ridiculous, and he also slandered Su Qiao."
"Su Qiao sings so beautifully and writes such good songs. There is no need to lower yourself to take other people's songs."
"Look, Su Qiao posted some photos on her W-Blog."
"Postal order? It's from more than a week ago? What does this mean? Please tell me something."
"I know, I am studying law, and according to our country's laws, express mail and faxes can be used as legal evidence.
A long time ago, in order to prevent others from plagiarizing their works, many people would express or fax the manuscript of their work to themselves or their relatives and friends when the work was completed.
Do not open the package after receiving it in the mail. Use this method to protect your own rights. "
"So that's it? Then Su Qiao really died unjustly, and now his contract with the company has been terminated."
"It seems that we all wrongly blamed Su Qiao. The most disgusting thing is that this disgusting person Bai Zhilan actually deceived everyone."
In the recording studio, Bai Zhilan quickly calmed down after a moment of panic.
"Huh, what does this prove? I wrote it more than a month ago, and then it disappeared. Maybe it was stolen by someone?"
Su Qiao laughed again.
It was this woman who made her laugh stupidly.
"Bai Zhilan, have you forgotten?"
"What you said last time was that you just wrote that song that day, and you didn't even finish the score. Why, now that the situation has changed, you have to change too?"
"What a pity. When you asked people to post the video online, they also posted your original words. Doesn't this count as picking up a stone and hitting yourself in the foot?"
Bai Zhilan was really panicked now. She looked at Lu Jingwen in panic. "Jing Wen..."
Lu Jingwen glanced down at her, his eyes a little cold, and then looked at Su Qiao apologetically. "Xiao Qiao, I..."
Lu Jingwen was about to apologize, but was suddenly interrupted by a shout from behind.
"Su Qiao!"
Lu Jingheng, also wearing a black shirt and casual pants, slowly walked up to Su Qiao.
"Why is it so slow? I've been waiting outside for a long time."
Su Qiao: "..." Who made you wait? What an inexplicable second.
Also, the tone of voice was so familiar, as if they were very familiar with each other.
The first time Bai Zhilan saw Lu Jingheng, his eyes lit up. Then when he saw him talking to Su Qiao in a very natural and familiar tone, he was stunned.
"Lu Jingheng, you... how do you know each other?"
Lu Jingwen was also a little surprised, "Brother, you and Xiao Qiao...?"
Lu Jingheng glanced at him calmly. "The engagement has been cancelled, and it doesn't seem appropriate to still call me Xiao Qiao. Don't you think so?"
Lu Jingwen frowned and looked at Su Qiao questioningly. "Xiao Qiao, how come you know my brother? When did you meet?"
"We no longer have an engagement. I don't need you CEO Lu to worry about my affairs."
Su Qiao was too lazy to listen to their nonsense, so he just packed his bag and left.
"Xiao Qiao..."
Lu Jingwen was a little unwilling and wanted to catch up, but Lu Jingheng stretched out his hand to block him.
Somewhat unhurried Underground Passage: "Haven't you heard? A qualified predecessor should be as good as dead."
Lu Jingwen: "..." Is this his cousin that even his father is afraid of?
Everyone: "..." Can you stop saying such things with an expressionless face? It really doesn't fit your temperament and identity.