Zhao Jiaqi stiffened; she knew she was no match for Ye Fanxing. Camouflaging her tone of voice, she faltered, "Xingxing, that incident wasn't talked about by Lin Wei. I don't know who talked about it, please believe me."
Playing the victim because she knew she was at fault?
Ye Fanxing chuckled while looking at her, "So, are you implying that the screenshots on Weibo are also fake?"
"That Weibo account isn't mine, I was hacked." Zhao Jiaqi recklessly diverted all responsibility.
Ye Fanxing just looked at her in silence, treating her like a joke.
Zhao Jiaqi looked guilt-ridden beneath Fanxing's gaze and lowered her head, falling silent.
After a while, just as she seemed to have thought of something and was about to speak, she saw Fu Jingyu come out with Chiang Sen pushing his wheelchair.
"Xingxing." Fu Jingyu didn't even glance at Zhao Jiaqi. In his eyes, Zhao Jiaqi was merely a nobody. He only had eyes for Ye Fanxing.
Ye Fanxing approached him, "Uncle."