Is this a case of hiring someone to commit murder?

"What grudge do you have against the owner of the red BMW? Why did you have someone plant a bomb in her car?"

"Was this intentional or unintentional? If it was intentional, then Miss Mo, is this attempted murder?"

"No, no!" Mo Anran was so frightened that she fell to the ground, her face pale and covered in cold sweat. "I...I don't know...please don't ask anymore."

The constant stream of questions made her want to run away.

Wasn't this video destroyed by Song Minghe?

How did Quan Jingzhou obtain it?

At that moment, she was terrified; attempted murder could not be excused by any reason.

"That's not it, that's not..."

Mo Anran looked around in a panic, hoping to find a shoulder to lean on.

However, apart from a group of onlookers who were just enjoying the show, no one paid any attention to her existence.

The reporter stared at Mo Anran with a curious gaze, hoping she would say something in her defense.

Most importantly, who is the owner of the red BMW in the video?

Was it intentional or unintentional?

What kind of deep-seated hatred could drive Mo Anran to commit murder?

No matter which one, this video is absolutely explosive!

"Miss Mo, please tell me."

A male reporter shouted, "Who is the person in the video? Are you mentally twisted? Is that why you killed someone to vent your anger? What kind of deep-seated hatred made you commit such a heinous act? Are you knowingly breaking the law?"

Mo Anran's face was paler than paper. She looked around and saw that everyone around her was watching with amusement.

Staying any longer will only lead to worse consequences.

The thought flashed through her mind, and without thinking, she got up and left.

However, they were stopped quietly by several bodyguards brought by Xu Yi.

"Please go back and continue the competition, Miss Mo." Xu Yi looked at Mo Anran's pitiful and frightened face without the slightest sympathy.

"..."

Mo Anran's body trembled with fear.

She slowly turned around and looked at Quan Jingzhou.

Wasn't humiliating her enough?

Is he going to send her to prison?

Was he retaliating against her just because she almost killed Yu Guanguan?

"Ms. Mo, please explain!" one reporter shouted, losing patience.

"The person in the video is me."

Just as the reporter was launching a barrage of questions, Yu Guanguan spoke up, "I was the one sitting in the BMW at the time."

"..."

The reporters were surprised again, and after a moment of silence, they became restless again, asking, "Why would Mo Anran hire someone to kill someone? Are you having a falling out?"

“It’s not that we don’t get along,” Yu Guanguan said. “It’s just that Miss Mo thinks I was the one who sabotaged her behind the scenes because of her poor performance in the previous competitions, so she wants to teach me a lesson.”

"You can murder your opponent just because you're not performing well?" One viewer looked at Mo Anran with disdain. "Isn't this like blaming Earth's gravity for not being able to poop?"

"A popular goddess, huh? I think she's just a murderer. It's a rigged victory for someone like her."

"Yes, it's a conspiracy; they must have been bribed!"

The others shouted involuntarily, their eyes falling on the three judges who gave Mo Anran a perfect score.

The three judges lowered their heads in shame, cursing Mo Anran to death in their hearts.

With so much scandalous history, how dare she package herself as a goddess?

What a rip-off!

The crowd began to condemn Mo Anran, and some even became so agitated that they wanted to rush onto the stage, drag her off, and beat her up.