My CEO Husband Has Some Issues
/ My CEO Husband Has Some Issues Chapter 1052
Chapter 1052: Chapter 1052: Rong Yan Has Evidence Chapter 1052: Chapter 1052: Rong Yan Has Evidence She was so frightened that she blurted out her words, not intentionally wanting to pin the thief's label on Fu Ya.
She couldn't stand Fu Ya, nor was she foolish enough to stab Fu Ya in front of so many people. If she wanted to stab, she would do it quietly, without leaving any evidence behind.
It was always Rong Yan, who overwhelmed her to the extent that she didn't know why she felt so suffocated. Although she usually managed to keep her composure, she was now flustered by the relentless pressure.
“But Rong Yan, you know I'm close with Ya. It's normal for us to meet and have a meal, right? Don't you meet with your friends?”
“Sure, but don't compare our relationship with that fake friendship you have with Fu Ya. I'm extremely cautious about it.”
Xia Xue forced herself to take a deep breath. “You admit that you meet up, so it's perfectly normal for Ya and me to see each other. Even if the police came, they can't convict me just for meeting a friend.”
Yan Qingqing also ridiculed from the side, “Exactly! I thought someone was going to present some evidence. If meeting friends equates to stealing, then we might as well not live at all.”
“You performed behind us, using a melody that was sixty percent similar to ours; no matter how much you deny it, you can't wash away the suspicion of stealing my work. I advise you to apologize to me sooner so we can let this go.”
“Let it go?” Rong Yan smiled with irony, “Please, don't let it go. You might want to, but I certainly do not. Apart from that, I have another piece of evidence that you cannot deny.”
“Ms. Dina must have also recognized that evidence.”
Hanks Dina raised her eyebrows and met Yan Hong's gaze without denial.
Rong Yan continued, “I told you that my stuff is all tagged with my label, and of course, that song has my label in it too.”
Yan Qingqing, frustrated, ignored Xia Xue's attempts to stop her and shouted back, “Labels, labels, labels. You keep talking about your label in my work; just show it then. What's the use of saying it's there if you don't show it? If you can find it, I'll apologize to you right here. If you can't, you owe me an apology on social media, and you have to pin it there for three days!”
“And you?”
Xia Xue was called out too and inwardly hated Rong Yan to death. “Me, I'm with Qingqing. If it's proved that I did nothing wrong, I hope Rong Yan will apologize to me in front of everyone.”
“That's a timid bet; I thought you guys were going to say to swallow the disc.” Rong Yan smiled slyly and whispered something to the host.
The host nodded his head, “Understood.”
Then he hurriedly communicated with the staff next to the stage.
Soon, Yan Qingqing's music track started playing in the gymnasium.
At first, Xia Xue and Yan Qingqing didn't notice anything unusual.
“Why are they playing this?”
“Don't know.”
As it continued, the technicians slowed down the key segment, and both of them simultaneously changed in complexion.
Because in the slowed-down accompaniment, a piano sequence was clearly audible, resembling Rong Yan's name. Moreover, undeniably, through amplified and slowed technical techniques, it included Estelle's voice–she was outside calling Rong Yan's name, asking if it was done yet.
The voice was from Estelle who had pushed the door of the recording studio and asked from a distance. Coupled with the background music at the time, it was difficult to discern such a distant voice without technical assistance.
Chapter end
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