The assistant was in front of her and only had time to turn around at the sound of her cry. Before she could reach out, Zhou Lin fell directly to the floor in a dog-eat-dirt manner.
The backstage was different from the front; there was no carpet on the floor. When Zhou Lin fell, her lip instantly bled from the hit.
She shrieked as the assistant frantically helped her up from the ground, and members of the Program Group rushed over upon seeing the commotion.
"Tianxing, you must have made a fool of yourself earlier, so you deliberately had your assistant trip Sister Lin," Zhou Lin's assistant pointed at Tianxing's nose and scolded directly.
Xiaomeng stepped forward, sneering defiantly, "What evidence do you have to say Sister Tianxing made me trip her? If you slander Sister Tianxing without evidence, we can sue you for defamation."
"Hmph, why do you say that? How could Sister Lin, walking properly, just fall over?"
