After rejecting my celebrity husband-Chapter 140 It Must Have Been Her Doing

She played the piano with focus, suddenly lifting her right hand that had been resting on the keyboard.

"Stop!" Leng Zimo spoke in a deep voice, "Rewind ten seconds, zoom in on her right hand, and play it in slow motion!"

The video footage rewound ten seconds, then, bit by bit, it zoomed in on Luo Xiaoqian’s right hand, and then, frame by frame, it played in slow motion.

"Play it again!" 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"Play it again!"

...

Leng Zimo’s gaze fixated on the screen, watching her hand fall and then lift in an unusual manner.

After three times, he turned around and strode out of the control room.

"Should I continue playing?" asked a staff member, turning around to find that he had already disappeared.

Ailin saw Leng Zimo burst out and hurried after him, "President Leng?"

"Order all the contestants and staff to stay, nobody leaves without my command!" Leng Zimo commanded coldly as he rushed onto the stage.

He crossed the stage to a smaller one on the side and stopped in front of the piano, his gaze slowly scanning the bloodstained keys. He reached out with his right hand, carefully pressing down two keys.

As the keys were pressed, the hidden blade inside immediately revealed itself.

"Get me a piece of paper!" he ordered loudly.

Not far away, a staff member cleaning the stage immediately brought over a tissue. Extending a finger, Leng Zimo carefully extracted the blade through the tissue, a thin strip glinting under the light with Luo Xiaoqian’s fresh blood.

Staff members cleaning nearby heard him and turned their heads curiously as Leng Zimo held the blade and walked onto the stage.

"Let everyone come down to the front of the stage!"

His voice was terrifyingly cold.

The staff scurried about, and shortly, all sorts of workers and contestants, including backstage staff, gathered in front of the stage.

Everyone looked up at Leng Zimo standing on the stage, his face cold as frost not daring to make a sound.

With so many incidents occurring tonight during the competition, it was obvious that he was about to blow his top.

"Who did it?"

Leng Zimo raised his right hand, in which, through a tissue, he held a blade.

Under the light, the blade stained with blood, gleamed with a chilling coldness.

Below stage, a sudden murmur of whispers spread.

"Was it this blade that cut Luo Xiaoqian?"

"It must be, but who did it? That’s too cruel!"

...

"It’s her!" Xu Xia strode forward, pointing at Shen Xinyi who was quietly edging backwards, "It must be her doing!"

"What are you rambling about, there’s no evidence, stop your slander!" Though Shen Xinyi tried to remain calm, her defensiveness betrayed her guilt, after all, she was only a young girl around twenty years old, with little guile.

"Shut up!" Leng Zimo growled.

Everyone fell silent, including Xu Xia and Shen Xinyi.

Leng Zimo walked down the stairs slowly, coming face to face with Shen Xinyi, "Was it you?"

Shen Xinyi pursed her lips, her heart trembling violently. The man before her exuded a commanding presence that nearly made her tremble with fear.

It wasn’t difficult for her to imagine the severe consequences if she admitted to it.

"No!"

She barely managed to spit out two words, her voice rough with tension.

Leng Zimo watched her face for a full five seconds before lowering the hand holding the blade.

"Everyone is dismissed, no one is to linger. Tomorrow before ten in the morning, come to the company for the press conference of the next round of competition!"

Xu Xia wanted to speak, unwilling to let it go, "But..."