Ji Yao's expression turned unnatural when he saw the photo, "My sister and I have always been on good terms …"
Meng Qingge laughed coldly. "We have always been on good terms. Are you in bed now?"
Ji Yao's face became even more panicked, but he still insisted. How could he admit to this! So he said righteously, "Meng Qingge! How can you frame Mengyao and I like this! "
"Framing?" Meng Qingge sneered again with sarcasm, "Ji Yao, you really won't shed a tear until you see the coffin!"
Meng Qingge flipped through the chat logs again and found an audio file. When she turned it on, she heard a woman's scream.
Ji Yao was already sensitive to women's cries, so he knew it was Ji Mengyao's. What's more, he could hear his voice behind her.