"So, you've decided that I'm the plagiarist? Even knowing that it was Yang Qianbei who played my composition, you're still unwilling to step forward and speak up for me?"
As Lan Jin spoke, the curve at the corners of her lips chilled a bit, and her eyes flashed with a sharp insight, "Even, you went out of your way to spread the news that I am LJ, just to…"
"I didn't!"
Lan Jiaojiao reacted quickly, loudly contradicting with a tone that seemed genuinely wronged, her eyes immediately filling with tears as she anxiously grabbed Lan Yanhao's arm:
"Dad, I really didn't, and I had no idea how the news that sister is LJ got out. I only told it to my cousin… Oh no, it couldn't have been her who spilled the beans, could it?"
At times like this, all she could do was to drag Yan Zhixin into the line of fire.
