"Xiyan, don't say that. You saved me."

As for the past, it was their pain, so no one mentioned it again, "... Now the only way to prove that we didn't plagiarize is to prove that Shen Qi'er's music score is basically the same as ours. Moreover, the scores you wrote in recent years can collide with several of her songs, Xiao Wan, Have you ever left your manuscript somewhere? It's too coincidental. I always feel that it's intentional... "

manuscript? Most of the songs written in recent years are in Su's house

"I only wrote when I was at Su's, but I put them in the drawer in my room. No one should see them. I lock the door every time I go out."

"Maybe... Su Qiqi took the key, went to your room, saw your score and sold it secretly?"

She remembers that for a while, Su Qiqi was crying with Su Zheng every day. But after a while, jewelry and rings were bought in batches. Was it her who made them come true?

If it was su Qiqi, she would see something else.

Su Xiaowan left work and went to Su's home first. She met Su Qiqi in the living room. When Su Qiqi saw Su Xiaowan, she immediately became angry. When she thought of coming back that day, she was so frightened that she was all thanks to someone, so she became angry.

"You still have the face to come back, because you were almost sent to the back mountain to feed the wolf!"

"That's your fault. I've already reminded you. Don't mess with Feng Yan."

Think of Feng Yan, Su Qiqi's face is not very good-looking, but that day saw, now think of still feel disgusted, "such an ugly man, even if I don't want to give it to me, I don't think you taste so heavy, such an ugly man can stay with him for so long, if not see with my own eyes, I really will be cheated by you."

"Su Qiqi, if you don't want to be thrown to feed the wolf, I advise you to shut your mouth."

"Hum, Su Xiaowan, don't be complacent too soon."

Su Xiaowan didn't care about Su Qiqi. She went upstairs to her room. However, in just a few days, everything in it was completely removed. Instead, there was an extra computer and other broadcasting equipment.

"You won't come back anyway. This is where I work from now on."

Su Qiqi's face was wild, and she was not afraid of Su Xiaowan at all. "What do you do when you look at me like this? I told my father about this, and my father agreed to it, so I changed it into this. "

"Where are my things?" Su Xiaowan has no time to tell her why her room has become her place, the things she wants to find, and... The things that once belonged to her and Xia Chenyan.

"What do you have? Those rags? " Su Qiqi looked at her haughtily, "you go to the storage room over there. If you don't have it, it's estimated that the maid has lost it."

Su Xiaowan took a look at her and went to the storage room.

The cupboards in her room were there intact. She was relieved to open those drawers and put all the music scores she had created in recent years into her bag. However, she could not find the previous notebook.

The driver called, as if in a hurry.

Maybe, when I went to school before, I was left in the dormitory.

Su Xiaowan closed the door. When he went downstairs, Su Zheng just came back. When he looked at Su Xiaowan, his eyes were eager, "Xiao Wan, how did you come back?"

"Come and get something."

Sue is looking at her, that day in her grandmother's side, did not say anything well, rarely see one side, "then stay for dinner."

"No more."

Su Zheng naturally knew that Su Qiqi had made Su Xiaowan's house look like this on that day, "that Xiaowan, I will arrange your house for you, that Qiqi..."

seventy-nine

"No, anyway, I won't go home to live. In the future, your family can live happily. I won't let you get stuck again."

Shen Yin looked at Su Xiaowan's words and said, "Xiaowan, are you still angry with me? That day, my sister beat you because she was anxious. "

"I should go back, otherwise Feng Yan should be worried again."

Su Qiqi went downstairs, looking at Su Xiaowan's appearance, a trace of jealousy passed through her eyes. "It's just a man, who doesn't seem to have it. I don't think she will be happy for long."

"Seven seven, how do you talk? She's your sister."

"I regard her as my sister, and I haven't seen her regard me as my sister." Su Qiqi went upstairs in a huff. As soon as he went upstairs, the phone called, "Miss Su, I'm Shen Qi'er's agent. Do you have a suitable style for this time? If you have some, you can send them to us, and the price is easy to discuss... "Shen Qi'er has had too many troubles recently, so the agent can only rely on new works to divert the public's attention.

Su Qiqi came into contact with Shen Qi'er when she was in University. Shen Qi'er was just a singer at that time. With her unique voice, many boys were infatuated with her. At that time, she didn't become a singer songwriter.

That day, she asked her father for money, but her father didn't give it to her. In a rage, Su Qiqi ran away from home, but it was not easy to live outside. She had no money in her hand, so she had to go back.

That night, it happened that Su Xiaowan was on the phone with someone. She heard a sentence about music scores and all kinds of messy things. It seemed that she had a fight. Then she left home. When Su Qiqi entered, Su Xiaowan's computer was still on.

She secretly wrote down the mailbox, saw Su Xiaowan's music score on the table, took a few photos with her mobile phone, and then went back to her room secretly.

She has a talent for music since she was a child. This Su Qiqi is useless even if she doesn't admit it.

She contacted the person at that end through herself. The other party's request was very simple. She gave him the music score, and she gave him a generous reward, but she was not allowed to release this song in public

At that time, she didn't think about anything, so she sent Su Xiaowan's music scores to her. She thought that she would not like it. But who knows, soon she had a million more in her account. She began to pay attention to Su Xiaowan's things crazily. Even if the music scores were thrown into the garbage can, she could get a good price there.

Su Xiaowan didn't understand the music scores, so she didn't know who the buyer was, but this year, that person showed her identity.

Now, the man called again.

"Miss Su?"

"Sorry, I don't have any creative ideas recently, so..."

"Well... We'll write when Miss Su has inspiration. We've worked together for so long, and the price can be raised a little. We like Miss Su's creative style very much."

Su Xiaowan hung up and went to the utility room.

She began to look through Su Xiaowan's things, but she didn't find anything, so she called for the maid, "turn over all the things here for me, and give me everything you find out."

"Yes."