"The hairpin incident is just a misunderstanding. If I truly set up Xia Weibao, the hairpin should be in her bag, not on you. This is simply a misunderstanding!"
Yan Weiyang was clinging to the last threads of hope; she just wanted to smooth things over now.
Don't pursue it further.
The deeper you dig, the more things get exposed.
Yan Fei's eyes seemed to burn with fire; things had come to this, yet she still wouldn't admit it.
Why was the hairpin on Yan Yuexian? Couldn't she figure it out—it was Xia Weibao who put it there herself!
She can set others up, but won't allow others to retaliate!
Yan Yuexian was heartbroken, "I was suspicious from the start—why did Xia Weibao want to leave, yet you insisted on holding her back, even starting a weird argument.
Now I finally understand. You were using me all along, trying to use me to ruin Xia Weibao's reputation so she wouldn't be able to stay in high society!
