Chapter 33 The Power of a Woman's Tears

There were many comments. For every person who had insulted me before, there were now just as many congratulating me. Some were even calling me a genius or a prodigy. As for those who had threatened to report my mother for abusing her power, they suddenly went silent, as if they'd vanished. I stared coldly at the livestream, my voice icy as I asked, "Is this enough? Have I finally proven that I didn't cheat?" After spending three days and nights doing seven sets of exams with barely any breaks for food or bathroom trips, I was utterly exhausted. I didn't have the energy to say much more. In the end, I only managed to say, "Can you stop slandering me and my mother now?" With that, I couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep right there. I had no idea when the livestream was turned off, but when I finally woke up, it was already the next afternoon. My phone was flooded with missed calls and over 99 messages. I skimmed through them and saw that some from school leaders, my homero