In China itself, the laws in this area are very weak. Song Jingwan wasn't very worried, but her mood was somewhat affected.
The situation that was finally reversed was returned to its original shape in an instant.
Her fans are torn apart from those fighting gangsters.
[I just can't figure it out, why do you want to accept a plagiarized drama? Aren't you a Bai Fumei persona? Is it difficult to get good resources?]
[Fans have changed their ways, hehe, plagiarism is always black!]
[It’s been a while since I’ve been online, wow, there’s actually someone willing to pick up this plagiarized novel? Tsk, I wasn't surprised when I saw that he was a newcomer. Girl, I would like to advise you, even if you are a newcomer, you should cherish the feathers. You can’t even give up the basic three views for the sake of fire. This matter will accompany you for the rest of your life and become your stain!]
[Are some people in the comment area enough? At the beginning, the incident was only circulated in a small area for a while, and there was no news after that. There is no evidence in itself, you can scold the author of the original work if you want to, what do you want to say here? Isn't she a victim?]
[That's right, it's not because Wanwan is popular, but I want to catch the heat! If you want to file a lawsuit, why did you go earlier and now come to fight?]
[Why, to file a lawsuit against plagiarists, you still have to choose an auspicious day? Plagiarism should be beaten at attention! You don't care when people choose, even if they choose badly, when you just finished filming, so what? You deserve it! Phew, thief!]
"Boom—"
Song Jingwan closed her eyes and threw the phone out.
"Tuk tuk."
Startled, she pursed her lips, "Who?"
"Jingwan, what's wrong?"
It was Song Wenchuan's voice, in the seemingly indifferent tone, there was a vague concern.
Song Jingwan opened the door abruptly, and bumped into Song Wenchuan's arms with red eyes.
He didn't speak, just lowered his head and wept blindly.
Hot tears wet his shirt.
"Why are you crying?"
Song Jingwan shook her head, hanging her head tightly, refusing to look at Song Wenchuan, and said in a hoarse voice, "No, nothing."
"Really?" Song Wenchuan lowered his eyes, his hands were hanging by his sides, he was so inactive, but he didn't refuse to let Song Jingwan hug him.
This is his younger sister. Song Wenchuan really couldn't be hard-hearted when he grew up with him.
However, what happened is what happened, and it is still impossible to go back to the beginning.
Song Jingwan's eyes flickered, she nodded slightly, "Really."
"Really?" Song Wenchuan watched her bow her head and retreat to the door, nodded slightly, and raised her step, "I will let someone investigate."
"Brother don't—"
Song Jingwan was startled, and quickly grabbed the hem of his clothes, biting her lips with tears in her eyes, "I mean it is."
"Great, the trending search has been withdrawn."
When Xu Yue called, Song Yaoyao was having dinner with Kang Yuan and several investors.
"oh?"
Song Yaoyao's smile slowly subsided, she said something softly to Kang Yuan, got up and left the box.
Seeing her, Huo Si asked what happened with his eyes, and saw Song Yaoyao raised his hand, indicating to answer the phone.
"Well, all the news has been suppressed, and there are a lot of discussions, but if this continues, it won't be able to maintain much heat."
"Yeah?"
Song Yaoyao leaned against the wall, and smiled lightly when she heard the words, "Then they are quite capable."
"It wasn't made by the Peerless Concubine, it was Song Jingwan."
"Song Jingwan?"
She flicked her phone and raised her eyebrows.
In the dim light, her porcelain-white face was particularly eye-catching.