Qiao Xinyu got angry and said, "Who did you hear this nonsense from? What fiancé does Huanhuan have? If you dare to slander her, I'll report you to the police!"
Jiang Xingye suddenly felt he could breathe again.
The five hundred yuan matter, Xu Qinghuan had mentioned at the county guest house in front of people.
But how it got twisted like this, it's unclear whether the person spreading it was deliberate, or if the person hearing didn't pay attention.
She said, "Auntie, it's a former fiancé. My former fiancé didn't fancy me and fell for my cousin. They were a perfect match, and to compensate me, their family paid me five hundred yuan when the engagement was called off.
We've already broken off the engagement, and you still say he's my fiancé, which truly slanders me!"
Jiang Xingye unconsciously exerted force on the hand gripping the handle, the muscles on his arm were bulging high, and veins popped out.
He wished he could drag that blind fool over and give them a good punch.
