"I…" Tang Qiu's mind was a blank slate. She grappled for words and found none. It was impossible to deny that it had been her in the video. Distantly, she registered that the hand in hers had gone slack, and that the ice radiating from Jiang Shaocheng had settled into a dense, cold weight.
Her father-in-law–Jiang Hanchen–who had been silent all this while, turned to Jiang Shaocheng. "What are you keeping a woman like her around for? Get a divorce as soon as possible. I'll find another bride for you. The Jiang family will not stand for such humiliation."
"No!" Tang Qiu burst out. "I don't… I don't want a divorce. Someone was slandering me. My senior was trying to help me, so he–"
"Offered to be your boyfriend?" Jiang Ming interjected. "That's one I've never heard before. Do you take us for children, Tang Qiu?"
"I'm not lying!" she shouted. Her tears were perilously close to falling.
