Seeing Yan Lingyi heartbroken, Yan Fei felt a little sympathetic and said, "Weiyang, just now Zhang Fanfan was deliberately targeting, she was completely certain that the hairpin was in Xia Weibao's bag. Why was she so sure?"
"How would I know! I'm not Zhang Fanfan! Besides, everyone searched at the time, and only Xia Weibao was left. Everyone concluded that the hairpin was in her bag; it wasn't just Fanfan thinking that!"
Yan Fei's expression grew colder. To have reached this point and still refuse to admit it.
Previously, he was disappointed with this cousin, but now he had lost all hope.
Yan Fei said expressionlessly, "No one's a fool. Zhang Fanfan's shock at not finding the hairpin with Xia Weibao proves she was certain it was there, but the result was unexpected."
Yan Weiyang still wanted to argue, "That's Zhang Fanfan's business, what's it got to do with me? Why blame me for it? Cousin, I'm your cousin. Why would you rather trust an outsider than me!"
