"Qiao Nian must be so angry that she can't speak!"
"When I saw her previously, I thought she was a smart and generous young lady. I didn't expect her to be so vicious!"
"Such a vicious person should go to the eighteenth level of hell!"
…
Hearing everyone's words, Qiao Xin bit her lip and put on a selfless facade, saying, "Uncle Song, it's all my fault. I lied to you. This Suranne Grass… This Suranne Grass was planted by my sister."
Seeing Qiao Xin's air of conceding defeat, Song Hua gently patted Qiao Xin's back and said sympathetically, "Good child, you can't always compromise. Don't be sad. Uncle will stand up for you!"
With that, Song Hua's gaze fell on Director Lin's face. A trace of a smile appeared on his serious face. "Director Lin, long time no see. I apologize for coming uninvited."
Song Hua and Director Lin used to be schoolmates.
