Jian Ran's manuscript was destroyed by herself… Her computer too was destroyed… It should be irreparable.
All these were key pieces of evidence, and she didn't believe, aside from these, Jian Ran could produce anything else.
But still, Lan Xing couldn't help but tense up.
After all, Jian Ran wasn't just anyone, she was the famous Mrs. Gu… inscrutable.
...
Dong Qin, on the other hand, seemed calm and composed, and angrily rebuked Jian Ran in front of her.
"Jian Ran… you better be careful, fabricating evidence, now that's an even more despicable act."
Jian Ran's lips curled up slightly, old ginger is indeed spicier, and there was no mistake about it.
"Hmm... Mrs. Dong, rest assured, some people can tell bold-faced lies with their eyes open, but I wouldn't dare... After all, not everyone in this world is her son, who believes whatever she says, how foolish."
