The contract was clearly displayed on the big screen through the projector, but it was just a few sheets of white paper.
On the white paper, a happy little kid was peeing at everyone, his pure and childlike parts reminiscent of a little teapot.
Everyone's eyes were wide open.
Someone stood up, and the previously quiet courtroom immediately became incredibly noisy.
"What is Jiahe Entertainment doing? Are they mocking the court? Too much!"
"Is this so-called solid evidence just a little child peeing? Ridiculous!"
"Oh my god, what did I see? This can't be!"
...
On Wu Yuntian's wooden face, there was a look of anger.
His heart, however, sank to the bottom of the sea.
An Qinghu stood dumbfounded at the lawyer's table, his face blank and clueless.
"What... what is going on?"
He turned his head, trying to find answers from Wu Yuntian's face.
The evidence was provided by Jiahe Entertainment, only Wu Yuntian knew the truth of the matter.
However, An Qinghu was disappointed.
