"Her!"
Wan Dandan pointed at Ling Miao:
"She's the one who tripped me."
"You're talking bullshit!" Ling Miao, petite and with a baby-faced chubbiness, gave off an impression of innocence and cuteness, yet her words were unexpectedly crude.
She pointed at Wan Dandan and shouted:
"You clearly fell on your own, why are you saying I tripped you?"
"Don't talk nonsense without evidence!"
"Exactly." Xu Rong nodded in agreement:
"She fell on her own, we all saw it. Framing a good person, just like a dog eating shit — no change from before."
"Right!"
"Exactly!"
A few companions chimed in, boosting Ling Miao's confidence, making her stand tall like a proud rooster, her gaze full of disdain.
"Let's check the surveillance." Fang Zheng looked at the venue manager:
"Whether she was tripped or not can be easily seen."
"Yes." The manager nodded:
"I'll go get the surveillance footage right away."
