Xu Zhiyi: "What do you mean by that?"
Once Mo Shu spoke, everyone in the lab sensed the foul play. Looking at Molly now, they only saw guilt and panic written all over her pale face, arousing their suspicions and doubts.
Mo Shu ignored him,
threw the draft book in her hand on the table, picked up a pen nearby, and crossed out the three words "Molly" on the first page with two strokes.
Then she wrote her own name: "Mo Shu".
The pen was a blackboard writing pen, the font was large,
the two characters "Mo Shu" filled the entire page.
Molly's breath became more and more rapid, her psychological defenses were being shattered by Mo Shu bit by bit.
Principal Zhang: "Mo student, what are you doing...?"
Mo Shu: "It's my work, it should bear my name."
Xu Zhiyi came to
