Ye Anyao took a few steps back in horror, fear, and terror surging up like a tide.
Ye Beisheng, that b*tch! That b*tch is Yunchu! She's actually Yunchu!
All these years, she had obtained many benefits by using the identity of 'Yunchu's disciple.' In Ye Beisheng's eyes, was she just like a clown who was asking to be humiliated?
Ye Anyao's countless cells of anger and unwillingness were screaming.
Why didn't Ye Beisheng say so earlier? Why didn't she say so earlier?!
Ye Beisheng had to wait until now to embarrass her. This was what Ye Beisheng wanted, right?
Ye Beisheng admired Ye Anyao's angry face as she spoke in a very innocent tone.
"Sister, I've asked you just now. Are you sure it was Yunchu who wanted to fire me? You said you have a clear conscience."
"But in fact, I'm Yunchu herself... How could I fire myself? I didn't expose your lie because you're my sister, but ... I didn't expect that you would use my identity to scheme against me."
