Tang Zhongyi flipped through the comments of the netizens page by page, his inner fury barely containable as he saw Yang Huiying's self-righteous condemnation.
A despicable plagiarist?
How dare she, Yang Huiying, say such things!
Who was Zhaozhao? How could she possibly plagiarize someone else's work?
This particular song was written by Zhaozhao especially for him—if she knew it had been exploited by Yang Huiying with ulterior motives, he couldn't imagine how heartbroken she would be.
He had decided, he wouldn't tell Zhaozhao about this.
But while he kept it from her, he forgot about another person—Tang Qian.
Little Tang Qian didn't understand the treacherous world of adults, he just naively found it odd that something clearly written by Auntie Zhaozhao was being claimed by Teacher Yang.
By the time Tang Zhongyi arrived in Gu Shengyin's room, he saw a very unhappy Zhaozhao.
She sat on the bed hugging her legs, ignoring his arrival.
"What's wrong?" he sat down beside her.