Su Wanxin finished speaking, and the lawyer Zhuo Yiqing, who was sitting beside her, let out a laugh directly.
"You studied financial studies, didn't you? How do you know this as well?"
Su Wanxin sighed. "I was forced to study finance; actually, my dream is to become a lawyer."
Sun Tianran listened to Su Wanxin's words, looking downward without saying anything, but her heart had already sunk to the bottom.
The photos were taken by her, and the Weibo post was made by her.
She carefully recalled everything that happened last night, convinced that there were no loopholes. But why was Su Wanxin so calm and confident?
Tianran felt unsettled and sent a WeChat message to Shen Xiaochen, asking.
[Tiantian: Are you watching the live broadcast?]
[Chenchen: Yeah, I'm watching.]
[Tiantian: Does she know something?]
[Chenchen: Don't listen to her bluff, she's best at the trick of 'a fox borrowing the tiger's fierceness.' Those who study finance love to play mind games, don't be afraid.]