C276 It Really Wasn't Me

Sitting on the sofa in the scriptwriter Wen's studio, Yao Wan crossed her arms over her chest and looked at the woman across from her.

"Propaganda is fine, but aren't you going too far?"

Yao Wan glared at her in anger, while the scriptwriter Wen kept her head down and sat nervously to the side.

"I did it the last two times, but this time, it really wasn't me."

"If it wasn't you