Fake Daughter Is Rich Again? novel Chapter 992

"Tsk. You wrote it?" Qiao Nian smiled; her smile was evil and arrogant.

Qiao Chen felt inexplicably uncertain from her smile, but at this moment, she was already forced into a corner. Even if Qiao Nian was smiling until her scalp was about to explode, she could only bite the bullet and not let go. "That's right. I wrote it.

"Qiao Nian, you should remember very clearly that I was the one who wrote the arrangement in the beginning. I only asked you to help me take a look and change it. The arrangement is mine." She didn't forget to remind her.

The girl did not waste her breath on her. In front of Mr. Steven, she walked to the bedside table and bent down to pick up a pen and paper. She threw it on the bed, raised eyebrows arrogantly, and said simply, "Since you wrote it, come, write another one."

Qiao Chen was speechless.

Looking at her casually and seeing that she was speechless, Qiao Nian said calmly, "Why? Didn't you say that I was slandering you and that it was all yours? Since you wrote it yourself and I only helped you change it, it shouldn't be a problem for you to write another one in front of your teacher."

Mr. Steven looked at her as well, his blue eyes filled with anticipation. After all, she was his student. Be it emotionally or rationally, he still hoped that she could prove herself.

Under their gazes, a blush slowly crept onto Qiao Chen's fair face. Her face turned red in the blink of an eye. Not daring to meet their gazes, she turned her head away and said weakly, "My hand is injured."

"Heh!" Qiao Nian didn't plan to let her off today. She calmly picked up the pen and paper on the bed, her ostentatious posture beautiful and valiant. "It's okay. I can replace the pen for you. Tell me, I'll help you write."

Qiao Chen turned her head and stared at her with red eyes, looking like she wanted to eat her. Lowering her voice, she said, "Qiao Nian, you did this on purpose, right?!"

"On purpose?" Qiao Nian's fair fingers held the pen as she looked at her lazily and smiled. "You're saying I'm deliberately making things difficult for you? Didn't you say that you wrote the arrangement for your award yourself? I'm just giving you a chance to prove that you are right."