Hearing Lu Jinwen's words, Lin Xuanyin immediately displayed a sorrowful expression. "Jinwen, Xuanji's sketchbook was torn to shreds by someone and Mo'er thought that I was the one who orchestrated it. I really didn't do it, Mo'er has misunderstood me."
Lu Jinwen glanced at Tang Mo'er.
Tang Mo'er opened her purse and showed Lu Jinwen the scraps. "My mother's sketchbook was torn to shreds by someone, this is all that's left behind!"
Lu Jinwen looked at the scraps of paper and his brows furrowed.
"A servant knocked into me yesterday night and secretly took my sketchbook away. I don't think there's any need to look for her anymore, she must have been hidden away by someone. I can't do anything about it since I don't have any evidence on hand. However…" Tang Mo'er looked purposefully at Lu Jinwen, her lustrous eyes filled with hatred, "I'm certain that Lin Xuanyin was the one who orchestrated it!"
