At the side, Luo Xiaoqian stood up in surprise.
On the side of the stage, Yu Tong, Zhuo Yannan, and others also changed their expressions, Xu Pei frowned, looking a bit pale.
Everything in front of everyone had already proven that the piece was Leng Zimo's work.
This outcome was something that no one had expected.
The young man on the stage also turned pale.
"President Leng, your manuscript," Ailin took out a stack of manuscripts from her bag and handed them to Leng Zimo.
Leng Zimo held the manuscripts up high, "This is the draft I wrote when working on 'Only You.' The reason I sent this piece to Emperor View in such a manner was that at that time, Xiao Qian and I had not yet gone public with our relationship. I did not want others to think she was using me to get ahead, and yet I had promised to help her write songs. So, I chose that way."
The young man knew that if he admitted it this time, the consequences would be severe, so he made a last-ditch struggle.