"That's why I'm also very confused. Why did she want to attack me so aggressively? Don't tell me that you've also incited her to do this?" Zhuang Xian asked, confused.
It was only when she saw Zhuang Jie's expression change that she chuckled and asked, "Aren't you best friends with An Ye? She wanted to help you vent your anger and deal with me, so she attacked me with such a vicious hand. Did I guess right, Zhuang Jie?"
Zhuang Xian's voice was low and gentle, and when it fell into Zhuang Jie's ears, it was like the whisper of a demon.
It was as if she wanted to pull her down into the abyss with her. Zhuang Jie's face turned pale instantly, as if someone had taken away all the color from her body.
"Bullshit!" She hurriedly shouted. "Zhuang Xian, what does this have to do with me? What does An Ye attacking you have to do with me? Don't try to frame me, I have nothing to do with this!"
