In the washroom.
Qiao Chen turned on the tap and splashed cold water on her face. Looking at the pale girl in the mirror, her fingers were still trembling uncontrollably.
She had been biting her lower lip for so long, it was almost bleeding.
Her cell phone was still vibrating.
She paused for a second before turning on the tap. She took out her cell phone and glanced at it. It was just one glance. Her mind was in a mess.
It was Wei Ling.
She was definitely asking her to go back and explain.
But how could she explain it?
Qiao Chen's eyes were empty and she was flustered. She didn't know how to explain this matter.
It was a fact that she had used Zhui Guang's intellectual property. However, before she used it, she had not expected the other party to fuss over it. She also did not expect her teacher to upload the music arrangement and photos online.
This matter was exposed.
