Li Manman wouldn't let it go and retorted Jian Ru, wanting to see how she'd continue the act.
"All of you are bullying me, grandma, I'm being wronged, I really haven't said such things."
Jian Ru cried bitterly, more aggrieved than Lin Daiyu.
Han Xi leaned against Lu Jinghan, shaking her head wordlessly: "You're really the type who doesn't cry until you see the coffin, I've never met someone who's as good at pretending as you."
"If you don't have evidence, then don't make things up; I know I offended you just now at the hotel, but I've already apologized."
Han Xi took out her phone from her pocket and played a recording, Jian Ru's voice suddenly echoed throughout the living room.
The moment the recording started, Jian Ru panicked, her face turning pale; she hadn't expected Han Xi to record her.
Han Xi turned off the phone, her gaze as cool as water, looking at Jian Ru: "Do you have anything more to say in your defense?"
