He examined Nan Xia, word by word he said: "Nothing was captured on surveillance, you can check it yourself if you don't believe it."
Nan Xia didn't believe it at all: "That being the case, then open the video you just received."
How cunning Feng Jingxuan is! By the time she goes to retrieve the surveillance, Feng Jingxuan probably would have had it deleted already.
"This is my privacy, I have no obligation to show it to those who are irrelevant."
A flash of coldness crossed the man's eyes, as he retracted his phone: "Why should I display the message?"
After Feng Jingxuan spoke, Laisel thoughtfully touched his chin.
Nan Xia felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her; the chilling sensation followed.
If initially it was just suspicion, now Feng Jingxuan's elusive behavior had explained everything.
Why wouldn't he dare to bring out the surveillance footage?
Because the surveillance captured Song Chuxue pushing her.