The sneaky little scheme was exposed, and cunning as Song Jingtian was, he of course wouldn't admit it.
He angled his tablet slightly, "See for yourself, isn't my brother smoking?"
The camera wobbled, then captured a scene outside the living room.
Just as Song Jingtian said, Song Baiyan was indeed standing on the living room balcony, his shirt and trousers accentuating his tall frame, cigarette in his right hand, and an ashtray placed on the railing ledge.
The glass door leading from the living room to the balcony was currently closed.
Tang Li had stayed at Tan Palace before and knew that every room there had good soundproofing.
Song Jingtian's shout might not have been heard by the person outside.
The tablet was placed horizontally on the coffee table, offering a slightly low view.
Tang Li could only see the man's shoulder area, prompting her to say, "Without seeing the face, who knows who it really is out there."
