As if adding fuel to the fire, Wang Lan exploded with indignation. "Didn't you hear? It's a setup! Someone is targeting Jiang Yue, targeting the Song family. Why else would this video surface today of all days?"
Song Yu chimed in, "Exactly, my brother is such an exceptional man. Maybe someone who couldn't marry him is trying to sabotage the wedding."
As she spoke, her gaze drifted subtly toward Zhang Yue.
Incensed, Zhang Yue shot up from her seat, her voice rising to a shrill pitch. "Song Yu, who are you insinuating with your veiled remarks? My infatuation with your brother is ancient history, at least three or four years old. Since learning of his marriage, I've moved on. Unlike Miss Jiang here, who seamlessly slid into marriage with Song Ling right after his divorce. Who knows, maybe she started her affair while the previous marriage was still intact?"