Yuran answered calmly. There was nothing to hide, and since it had been overheard, she might as well admit it when asked.
Bo Yan curled his lips slightly, "What evidence do you have that you wrote it?"
Yuran: "..."
What did he mean by that? Was he standing up for someone else? Or did Bo Yan think she was bragging?
Yuran widened her eyes in disbelief, "Qi Ge, what do you mean by that?"
"Since it's your work, you need to present evidence to prove that you wrote it!"
"Evidence is not a problem. My desk mate has seen it, she took it from me!"
The girl pursed her lips, seeming somewhat unhappy, Bo Yan raised an eyebrow, "If they ask for it, you just give it away, quite generous!"
What was up with him? Yuran was a bit angry and didn't want to talk to him anymore, but she didn't dare stand up and walk away under such scrutiny. She was sort of afraid of him, inexplicably so.
Taking a deep breath, she blinked, "Qi Ge, are you very free?"