Miss's command is the biggest [Ancient wear today]

Yu Xiaoxuan froze on her seat, and it took her a while to recover, her face turning blue.

Luo Wenyan didn't bother to talk to her anymore, turned his head and continued to focus on the stage.

"What's wrong with me, Ms. Luo, you can tell me I can..." Yu Xiaoxuan panicked and was at a loss, Ling Liheng blocked her with his hand, separating the distance between her and Luo Wenyan.

"Miss doesn't want to talk anymore." Ling Li said coldly.

Singer Binbin finally showed up in the second half of the ceremony, sang an opera with the team, and then received the award, holding the trophy and bowing to the audience as thanks.

Luo Wenyan's little displeasure just now was swept away, and she applauded along with her, smiling brightly and contentedly.

After Binbin left the stage, her spirits quickly faded, and she didn't even have the patience to finish the second performance, so she left the venue early with Jing Xianzhi and Ling Li.

Coming out of the venue, Jing Xianzhi went to the bathroom, and Luo Wenyan stood at the entrance of the hall waiting for her.

"Miss Luo!" Suddenly she heard a shout from behind.

Yu Xiaoxuan hurriedly ran out from the back door of the venue, stopped in front of her, panting, "What's wrong with my song, can you tell me?"

"Your song? Do you have the nerve to call it your song after stealing other people's efforts?" Luo Wenyan looked at her and sneered angrily.

Yu Xiaoxuan was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little guilty in her heart, and defended in a low voice, "No..."

"I just learned the style of a few seniors. Our music tunes are basically the same..." She explained vaguely, looking at Luo Wenyan eagerly, begging and flattering, "Miss Luo, listen to it again." Many of the following songs are written by myself, and if they can be released, the audience will definitely like them.”

Luo Wenyan was about to be laughed angrily by her, and glanced at the door of the bathroom, wondering why Jing Xianzhi hadn't come out yet.

"Miss Luo..." Yu Xiaoxuan kept talking in her ear.

This is an opportunity she found with great difficulty. If she can't seize it, she may not have a bright future in the past two years!

Luo Wenyan became impatient, "Don't you understand? There are so many songs waiting to be released on the market, no matter how hard it is, it won't be your copy."

She told Ling Li who was waiting beside her, "Let her go."

Seeing Ling Li approaching, Yu Xiaoxuan was already in a hurry, she was not willing to leave like this, she urgently needed a chance, obviously only a few hundred thousand would be enough.

This little money is just a drop in the bucket for the rich lady in front of her.

For a very brief moment, she caught a glimpse of the cleaner on the stairs, and a strange thought flashed through her mind.

She gritted her teeth, grabbed Luo Wenyan's hand suddenly, and screamed, "Don't push me!" As she spoke, she fell backwards, fell on the stairs and rolled down.

The moment before she fell into a coma from the severe pain, the string of compensation figures appeared in Yu Xiaoxuan's mind.

All this came so unexpectedly, Luo Wenyan looked at the pool of blood under the stairs, and was still in a daze for a long time.

Ling Li glanced down and couldn't help frowning.

What broke the stillness was the janitor's yell, "It's been killed!! It's been killed!!!"

She ran over with a mop and pointed at Luo Wenyan: "How dare you push people, you can't leave!"

The hall was quickly filled with staff members, as well as a few photographers with keen ears.

The ambulance arrived quickly, and the doctors and nurses carried Yu Xiaoxuan away on a stretcher. Luo Wenyan was blocked in the crowd rushing over, and the cleaner spoke loudly about what he had just witnessed.

"It was she who pushed people down, I saw it with my own eyes!"

"It wasn't me, she fell by herself." Luo Wenyan looked at the faces filled with righteous indignation, and suddenly felt a sense of panic that couldn't be explained.

She huddled beside Ling Li and kept explaining, "I didn't push her."

Seeing Yu Xiaoxuan rolling down the stairs with her own eyes, she was still in the panic that she couldn't recover from for a long time, and in the eyes of others, she would think that she had committed a crime.

Rumors and prejudices are preconceived, and no matter what Luo Wenyan explains, they can't change their views.

"How can a good person fall down by himself, and he is not blind."

"I heard her tell you to stop pushing."

"If you want to admit that you pushed someone, come on, follow me to the police station."

An Bao came to pull her angrily, but was slapped away by Ling Li.

"Get out of the way." Ling Li's voice was cold and stern, feeling a special sense of security surrounded by these accusing eyes, Luo Wenyan subconsciously leaned close to her, holding the corner of her coat.

But broken words and eyes are sharp swords with penetrating power. Luo Wenyan saw the disgusted and blamed eyes of many people, and heard some people say, "Isn't it sensible to be so grown-up, playing with human life", "Her parents didn't teach her , are you waiting for us to teach you?"

Luo's obedient glass heart was smashed to pieces and shattered to the ground, feeling aggrieved.

She explained to herself: "I didn't push her," but the words were quickly drowned out in accusations.

No one believed her, and they all abused her for being vicious and uneducated.

When she was walking out, several people even tried to pull her, but luckily Ling Li stood in front of them and stopped them all.

Although there were many people around, none of them really pushed Luo Wenyan.

Like a little quail, she hid helplessly and aggrievedly behind Ling Li. Ling Li protected her with his arms while clearing the way forward.

"Miss, it's all right." She heard Ling Li's soothing voice, like a gentle but indestructible barrier amidst all the sharp attacks.

"She didn't push people down." Ling Li said coldly as he drove forward.

The accusations from all around were still continuous, Luo Wenyan had given up on explaining, lowered his head, and ordered in a low voice that only Ling Li could hear: "Hurry up..."

Many people followed their footsteps to block forward.

"You want to leave after pushing someone, what do you mean?", "You can't just leave.", "People have been sent to the hospital by you, you can't leave now, you have to wait for the police to come.", "No Do you know which lady did not teach well, do you think that if you have money, you can do whatever you want?"

Luo Wenyan tightly grasped the corner of Lingli's coat, wrapped several circles around the whitened knuckles, and tugged as a reminder.

"I'll say it again, get out of the way." Ling Li's eyes were so cold that he turned to the skates, and suddenly grabbed the hand of a person blocking the way in front of him, and suddenly lifted it up. The other person was caught off guard and yelled "ah".

Ling Li looked as if she was going to get angry, but she made everyone quiet for a while. They stopped condemning and following her, and stared at her from all directions.

"Whether she pushed or not, the police will come to investigate and deal with it. It's not your turn to worry about it. What right do you have to keep her? Why should you restrict her? Get out of the way."

Jing Xianzhi came out halfway, and had been on the periphery. At this moment, he finally squeezed in, and said, "I'm sorry, you really don't have the right to restrict her personal freedom. But we will fully cooperate with the police in handling this matter, so I won't bother you any more." Mind your own business."

Ling Li and Jing Xianzhi were like hard knives and soft knives, piercing a path through the crowd and taking the aggrieved little quail out.

Luo Wenyan kept his head buried all the way, and when he got outside, he almost slammed into the rear seat. Jing Xianzhi took a look, gave Ling Li a look, and took the initiative to sit in the co-pilot.

Ling Li sat in the back seat and gently closed the car door. Luo Wenyan's eyes were red and tears were streaming down his face.

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