Uncle Liu held Bai Yuejie's hand, clearly feeling her pulse, and felt slightly reassured in his heart.
Upon hearing what Bai Yuejie said, Uncle Liu's eyes flashed fiercely, "That man, I'll flay him one day!"
Bai Yuejie thought of the discussions and insults, and felt a stabbing pain in her heart, tears streaming down as she cried out, "This person is too hateful. He said he was Tang Wu's assistant and even produced a pile of evidence. I didn't know how to answer. Why weren't you there at that time..." Bai Yuejie sobbed uncontrollably, "If you had been there, I definitely wouldn't have been scolded by so many people. Now everyone knows I plagiarized Tang Wu's work, and that song, I didn't even know Tang Wu wrote it for me. If only I knew... If only I had just said it was a song Tang Wu wrote for me, it definitely would have been more popular than it is now."
