Everyone was shocked again. Miss Mo, who had always been arrogant, domineering, and unruly, was not angry after being beaten? This is simply scarier than the sun rising from the west.

Xiang Wenyu regretted the slap and even held her breath. Surprisingly, she wasn't angry. How could this be possible? There were tiny cracks on his tense face, and when he opened his mouth, nothing happened.

Didn't say.

Mo Wenchu ​​rubbed the back of her beaten hand, "Don't show your face if it's swollen. Go home and apply hot eggs."

So was this the reason? Was Mo Wenchu ​​afraid that he would want to get rid of him at the scene? The shame in Xiang Wenyu's heart disappeared instantly, and there was a bit of sarcasm on his face. He continued to place the books without looking at her.

"Xiang Wenyu, don't be ignorant! Who gave you the courage to hit my sister? What the hell!" Mo Ziyao accused angrily, as if venting his anger on her behalf.

Mo Wenchu ​​waved her hand indifferently, "Forget it, let's start the autograph session."

Fans outside had been waiting impatiently for a long time. Mo Wenchu's first appearance immediately caused quite a commotion. Media reporters took photos and videos in the front row, while fans came forward in an orderly manner to sign autographs and take photos with books in hand.

In the middle of the book signing, a frail little girl came up. She didn't give her the book for a long time. Mo Wenchu ​​looked up at her curiously and asked softly, "What blessings do you need?"

The little girl curled her lips sarcastically, slammed the book in her hand at her, and accused angrily, "Mo Wenchu, you are a thief, what shame do you have to hold a book signing? Did you write this book? Steal other people's labor.

The results are so high-profile, do you think you can do whatever you want just because you are rich and powerful?"

The book hit Mo Wenchu ​​directly on the face, which stunned her for a few seconds. She touched her face subconsciously, and the stinging sensation made her take a deep breath.

"Mo Wenchu, you are just an ugly thief! What's good on the outside is ruined on the inside!"

The little girl wanted to rush up and hit her, but the security guard who was standing by immediately rushed up and controlled her, but her words had already reached everyone's ears.

Thief, stealing the fruits of other people's labor, a few sharp words were smashed down.

"What? The author of this book is not Mo Wenchu?"

"Really? Thanks to us liking her so much, she is actually a liar!"

"How disgusting! Can you suppress others just because you have money?"

The venue was in chaos, and reporters were like flies smelling something rotten, scrambling to take photos.

"Why are you still standing there? Get this alarmist out of here! He's just a black fan!" Mo Ziyao scolded sternly and stopped in front of Mo Wenchu, "The autograph session is over!"

"etc."

A soft and weak voice sounded behind her. Mo Ziyao turned to look at Mo Wenchu, whose face was half red, and advised, "Sister, the autograph session will end first. I will suppress the scandal. I will never do it."

Someone dares to report it."

There's something fishy! Mo Ziyao's nervous attitude is definitely not normal. Mo Wenchu ​​calmly analyzed it, could it be that this book was really not written by her?

She tilted her head and thought for a while, vaguely remembering the content of this paragraph in the book. It described that Mo Wenchu ​​kept decorating herself with gold, pretending to be a lady, and pretending to be quiet in order to attract Gu Jue's attention. Later, she was exposed and laughed at the crowd.

However, as a female supporting role, it seems to be a normal operation to put on a show and be exposed.

She looked at the little girl being controlled by the security guard and said, "Let her speak."

"Sister." Mo Ziyao kept winking at her.

Mo Wenchu ​​pretended not to have seen it, "You said this book was not written by me, then who is the author? Where is the evidence?"

"Do you think I have no evidence when I come to the book signing? I will rip off your ugly face today!" The little girl gritted her teeth and said to the reporter, "I was already on Weibo when Mo Wenchu ​​released this book.

I saw it on the blog. The author started serializing it half a year before her, but later deleted it for some unknown reason. Within a few days, Mo Wenchu ​​posted the book on the Internet. Why is she not a thief?"

The little girl opened Weibo excitedly, "Mr. Xiang Yu in Weibo is the original author!"

Xiang Wenyu, Mr. Xiang Yu... This series seemed to be connected in series. Mo Wenchu ​​glanced at Xiang Wenyu who was hiding behind others, and understood in her heart. No wonder Xiang Wenyu had such a bad attitude towards her.

It turns out that she stole the fruits of his labor.

"This article is about Mr. Xiang Yu's journey of secretly falling in love with a girl. You stole it directly. Who doesn't know that you, Miss Mo, are a dissolute woman? How can you engage in secret love? Are you a liar?"

Mo Wenchu ​​rubbed her aching head. The original owner was indeed a character who would take action when she liked something, and having a crush on someone was really not her style.

A slap in the face, really a slap in the face.

The little girl seemed to be afraid that others would not believe her. She excitedly opened the book and shouted, "Don't think I am an alarmist. Please open the fourth line of page 25 of the book. The text of the sequence can prove my words."

Mo Wenchu ​​opened the book and smiled bitterly when she saw the words in the series. When the words in the series were connected, it turned out to be "Xiang Wenyu is the best".

I was really bullied to the point where I had nothing to say.

"Miss Mo, please explain who is the author of this book?"

"You really let down us fans who like you so much. We like your delicateness and unpretentiousness, but we didn't expect you to fool us like fools!"

"Boycott Mo Wenchu! Boycott Mo Wenchu!"

Fans threw the books at Mo Wenchu, and the surrounding staff quickly stepped forward to stop her. Just when everyone thought that Mo Wenchu ​​would become angry and leave the scene, she stood up slowly and bowed to everyone.

.

"Sorry, I am indeed not the original author."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar. They were even more angry and cursed.

"Xiang Wenyu, come here."

Xiang Wenyu, who was hiding in the corner, looked gloomy. He couldn't tell whether he should be happy or as angry as the fans. He thought that Mo Wen's original purpose of approaching him wantonly was nothing more than this book, and when the book really became popular

Kicked him away again.

He should be angry, but when he looked at Mo Wenchu ​​in front of him, her cheeks were slightly red, and her dark and bright eyes were filled with tears. She was restrained and refused to shed tears, but somewhere in her chest was uncontrollably broken.

pain.

Mo Wenchu ​​pulled him in front of people and introduced her sincerely, "He is the original author of this book. All the achievements of this book should belong to him. I have failed everyone. I want to express my sincere gratitude to my fans and Mr. Xiang."

Apologize, I'm sorry."

"You have stolen the fruits of other people's work for the sake of your own personality, just to gain fame and reputation. Can an apology quell the anger of fans?" the little girl accused angrily, "How can you repay what you owe Mr. Xiang?"

Mo Wenchu ​​was slightly startled. She didn't know how to explain it. The original owner made a mistake and she was beaten while standing. What else should she do?
Chapter completed!