Xia Ning, You Played Me!

Shen Weiran widened her eyes in disbelief. It was not the original version?! Didn't she hear it wrong?!

Her gaze swept across those pieces of paper damped by saliva on the ground. If this was not the original version, what did she eat just now?

Shen Weiran turned to glare at the woman on the sofa, who watched all her laughable actions like a haughty queen.

"I don't believe you!" Shen Weiran almost gritted her teeth as she said it.

Xia Ning held her jaw, thought for a moment, and looked towards Mr. Zhang aside, "Give another copy to our Movie Queen Shen. She loves eating it."

"Yes, Miss Xia!" Mr. Zhang immediately took out a piece of paper from his briefcase and gave it to Shen Weiran.

Shen Weiran seized and read it. Her texture of the paper was familiar to her. It was exactly the same as the last piece of paper. As soon as she saw the words on it, she understood everything. That last piece of paper was really a copy.