Nan Jiaojiao walked over, her eyebrows slightly raised, her cold gaze fixed on the woman who was speaking, and then she looked directly at Ye Shiqing. "What do you mean?"
"Don't threaten Shiqing, I'm the one who said it. Do you dare say that the video from her wedding wasn't tampered with by you? Now it's clarified it's edited, got slapped in the face, right? I think you're just jealous of Shiqing, yet you don't take a good look at yourself, what kind of man would want someone as dull as you?"
Nan Jiaojiao let out a cold laugh.
She wasn't surprised to hear these things.
Given Ye Shiqing's character, she always schemed behind the scenes, letting others charge forward for her while she remained the cleanest and most wronged one.
This time she had taken a big fall and the blame naturally fell on Nan Jiaojiao.