"Furthermore, at a local fashion design contest six years ago, our director seemed to be disqualified, and even expelled from school because of plagiarism?"
Shen Fanxing paled at Annali's words.
Her hands which were originally placed on the chair instantly clasped tighter.
Plagiarism, expelled from school…
Her life was nearly ruined.
Seeing the expression on Shan Fanxing's face made Annali rejoice.
She continued her attack by opening up the old wounds of Shen Fanxing, and adding salt to them.
"I heard she also stole Shen Qianrou's scent formula…"
"Shut up!"
Su Heng reproached sternly, effectively shutting Annali up.
Annali's face waned and she bit her lips. She turned her head to the other side but did not continue.
She had said all she needed to say anyway.
There was nothing more exciting and happy than watching the blow that Shen Fanxing had suffered.
"Brother Heng…"
