Although Lan Xi didn't play much with Zhao Xiyue when they were young, she knew that she was someone who dared to act and take responsibility.
From her expression, it seemed she had no idea about this matter at all.
Lan Xi took out her phone, found that piece of dirt, and handed it to Zhao Xiyue.
Zhao Xiyue took the phone, looked through it, and coldly said, "You've imagined my character to be too despicable. I do dislike her, but I'm not contemptible enough to use such means."
Lan Xi took back the phone, frowned, and said, "Even if it wasn't you, it was someone around you!"
Zhao Xiyue mocked, "What, can't slander me directly, so you slander those around me? Are you hell-bent on throwing mud on me?"
"That's not what I meant."
Seeing Zhao Xiyue getting emotional, Lan Xi didn't want to argue further.
She said seriously, "It's best if neither you nor anyone around you is involved. If someone is, Brother Jiang won't take it lightly!"
