Due to the voices of the masses who were either curious or furious about the unsolved plagiarism event, the legal teams of each party were put into pressure.
Like what he promised, Jiang Li always visited Qin Tai's office, although it was to joke around or have free coffee there. He would never stay for more than ten minutes. And sotis he would not really be able to co up or go near the top floor since the CEO of Starlight was of course, always busy.
The news passed to Mo Fang and her frequency of staring blankly into the void beca greater in number.
"Have soone take the bla for ! If not I'll make a statent by myself that I'm innocent. I'm only the singer and the faulty, damnable songs are only given for to interpret and record, which is the one and only truth!"
The woman listened to the male lead reasoned to Mo Zan. The latter's eyes fell onto her when the man finished speaking.
' You kept praising before for writing those. But now you want to take the sole bla?'
Mo Fang wanted to argue but couldn't when faced with President Mo's icy stare. She felt wronged and secretly looked down, then slightly raised her eyes towards Liu De.
It was for him that she did those things. Yet how was he treating? Didn't he promise he would always be there for her so no matter what challenges they faced, she didn't have to be afraid? Without her noticing, the gaze she was giving him beca loathful and sharp.
The man also did not notice it since he was increasingly getting stressed by all the chain of events. Haggardness was starting to show in his face.
He wanted to tell the world he was innocent, because he really was. But Mo Zan instructed him not to stay anything for now. He had a hunch she was trying to reverse the situation so she wanted him not to reveal that it was their side which was in the wrong, with a stupid actress pulling out the songs from god knows where and claiming them theirs.
'No matter what happened, if you speak and rat this truth out, then Drear will be damaged. The plagiarist still ca from my side. Please Liu De. Let think of sothing,'
Mo Zan rarely showed weakness so even though he felt wronged as well, he stopped complaining for several days. But he was reaching his limit too. After all, this was the first ti his music and drama were being flops. The endorsent supposed to be in his bag were backing out And the sa woman was telling him to disappear from the industry for a couple of months before returning.
How could he accept that? He was ant to be a superstar so he couldn't go on hiatus! What if the people forget him?
'At tis like this, I hate that the system can only improve my face value, singing, dancing, and acting. But nothing else. It constantly issued mission which I have to make sure to achieve, or else, it will randomly deduct my stats.'
'So f*cking useless. Why can't it detect plagiarism issues ahead of ti so it can warn or help go back in ti so I can slap the foolish who believes in Mo Fang?'
The man kept blaming things. But he forgot that the fault was also in him for not verifying Mo Fang's source. He also put so much faith in the system and beca too dependent on it. The last ti he actually practiced honing his skills was a year ago. Since the system could magically make him improve, he chose the easy way and just completed missions, regardless of the content and motive. Even the songs and scripts he used to flaunt before were not also created by him but conjured magically by the system as his reward for 'leveling up'.
'Host, I'm not omnipotent. I can bring you to the top of the entertainnt world through skills. But all matters outside that shall depend on you.' This was a warning on his first day of waking up in this world. Yet he already forgot it.
With his mind clouded by anger and the urgency to imdiately clear his na, he debated with his manager and his lovers.
Mo Fang reached the point that she couldn't stomach looking at his face or listening to his voice so she walked out and let them continue their talks by themselves there.
It took her an hour to reach her condo. Actually her place was only less than forty-five minutes away but she was held back for so ti by the reporters camping outside.
The woman saw the ssages on her phone asking her to co clean. The texts were from Liu De and their manager. She ignored those and snorted. In the end, it was Mo Zan who was fighting for her even if it was for the reputation and credibility of Drear.
"In my past life, with an attitude and a dark heart like this, how the hell did he manage to reach the peak of the showbiz world?" She spoke as if the man was not a lover who fell into bed countless tis with her.
She cried for almost half a day and sohow ended up browsing the videos on Zheng Xiang's account. This ti she did not close her eyes so she found out that her ex-husband longed so much for her and had started his makeover maybe to show him that he could change, if it was his appearance that made her lose her interest. Of course, this was only in the ssy head of the woman. But it did not stop her from crying more and wishing she had not beco so stupid.
'Why did I think to beco a mber of the elite, the only way is to marry soone who is sure to be one of them? Dogsh*t Liu De He's not that impressive. He's also way too lusty and arrogant when his size is not even comparable to Zheng Xiang.'
With that thought, the girl seed to have woken up from a long dream and realized her mistakes
She was a reborn woman!
She was with the knowledge of a few important events that could help her beco rich and respected on her own.
Who was Liu De in front of sobody who could resist fate and predict the future? Why did she have to latch onto him as if he was her sole hope in becoming a mber of the upper society?
Ah she had really been stupid and let go of the one who truly loved her.
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