Watching Wen Mian gradually walk out of the villa, Pei Zhiyao felt a flood of emotions.
He didn't know what to say, yet he understood that it was better not to ask too much about Wen Mian's affairs.
When she returned, they would talk slowly and get to know each other gradually.
Once she left the house, Wen Mian quickly arrived at the police station with the evidence.
The officer who received Wen Mian wasn't the same one as last time, but Wen Mian didn't mind.
After all, the case needed to be re-registered, and the last judgment had to be overturned.
"Snap"
When the documents landed on the desk, the officer looked up at Wen Mian in surprise.
As their eyes met, Wen Mian spoke calmly,
"I'm sorry, I'm filing a report. Someone has plagiarized my original work and is now using it commercially for profit, making quite a sum of money. This has seriously harmed my interests, affecting not only my life but also taking away all the resources that rightfully belong to me."
