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Chapter 626: 397 Wanwan Admits Infringement? Not Your Kind of Spineless Disciple (2 More)_3

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You Congrong stood on the other side of Xi Fangli, staring intently at Tang Wan, her heart hanging in her throat, surging with excitement!

Because Tang Wan was about to be publicly beaten to death.

In the whole of Beijing, infamous and notorious!

Amidst the chatter of the crowd, Tang Wan raised the microphone. Everyone thought she was finally about to start making excuses for herself, but to their shock, she blurted out something earth-shattering:

"I admit it, I have indeed been imitating and plagiarizing your work!"

Ripples in still water, a thunderbolt from the blue!

Everyone was dumbfounded, burnt on the outside and tender inside! They thought they were hallucinating.

What the hell?

She actually admitted it?

Everyone was going crazy... at a time like this, even if it was infringement, she should have steadfastly denied it. Unless the court declared otherwise, Xi Fangli couldn’t do anything to her. And yet, she...

...admitted it!

"Damn, she’s brazen!"

a heated debate with You Congrong or Master Xi for three hundred rounds, but she took

to get by in the industry again. The last thing the original content industry tolerates is plagiarism;

thinking anymore. Is she audacious or is she a fool? With her

...

been thinking about how to respond if Tang Wan systematically

over her elation, and like everyone else,

had

have evidence to prove she wasn’t infringing. She would reveal it and crush You Congrong, that

with that mindset, but he never expected the development of

was looking down at his phone, not showing

"Chengsi, this matter..."

seemed a bit surprised, "Sister-in-law, quite the nerve you’ve got

Qi Zeyan was speechless:

of nerve? This

Truly insane...

"Feng Que" would also be implicated. The mere thought of the

Sister-in-law was causing trouble!

Tang Wan made her statement, she stood straight without any sign

did wrong act

are actually two of a kind, none of them are good; it’s just a

remorse at