When Mo Site uttered these words, Wen Mian was left with nothing but strong agreement.
It seemed there was no other explanation but this.
However, what mattered was that Wen Mian didn't know Ma Lingling at all. How had she become a target?
And how had her piano composition been stolen?
"What do we do now…"
Suddenly, Wen Mian murmured to herself, feeling somewhat helpless.
She had not anticipated such a thing happening, nor dared to think about how her confidential content had been acquired.
After listening to the entire piece, Wen Mian was even more convinced of this.
The only difference was that Ma Lingling hadn't played the most intense and exciting part.
"Is the piece performed by Ma Lingling identical to yours, without any differences?"
Faced with Mo Site's question, Wen Mian first nodded and then shook her head.
