d before the incident, she called you and sent you a short message that said: "I've arrived at 'Nightcolor', where are you, Xiao Tong" 。“The old butler glared at Jian Tong, hating her to the bone: "Mi..."Do you still remember when you forced Wei Ming to finish a bottle of whiskey Jian Tong, Miss Jian, did you ever think about today back then"

Jian looked at Ya Kun with a face full of hatred, puzzled: "Me Force Wei Ming To drink a bottle of whiskey"

Each of her words was laced with doubt, forcing this kind of thing upon her, something she wouldn't stoop to, let alone using such low tactics against Xia Wei Ming. She forced Xia Wei Ming to drink a whole bottle of whiskey.

She has never stooped to such things.

"Feigning ignorance Miss Jian, you were so imposing back then. You were jealous of Wei Ming and deliberately used intimidation tactics against her, forcing her to drink that bottle of whiskey. Do you think no one saw what happened Don't you think others wouldn't know"

Jian Tong suddenly interrupted Ya Kun with a flat voice, saying in a gruff tone:

"No, I haven't done that."

“Hmph!” Ya Kun’s eyes glared daggers at Jian Tong. “Are you saying I wrongly accused you Or are you saying Wei Ming is lying Back then, Wei Ming was so drunk she was stumbling all over the place on the road. Luckily, I saw her, otherwise who knows what could have happened!”

"Jian Tong, are you saying that Wei Ming's drunkenness was fake, or am I imagining things"

Simple was struck by lightning!

Pupils suddenly contracted... Wei Ming was so drunk she could barely stand, did she run into Ya Kun

"Wei Ming... said what" Her expression was indescribably strange.

A-Kuen just couldn't stand seeing her like this, "You're such an actress! You've always been an actress! You pretend to be so good friends with Wei Ming in public, but behind your back, you do all these underhanded things. Do you think you can get away with it What about the occasional bruises on Wei Ming's arms and thighs How did those happen"

"Is this how you see me Do you think I've been harsh and mistreated Xia Wei Ming" The woman kneeling on the ground, her eyes growing dimmer with each passing moment... there was an indescribable fatigue and pain etched onto her brow.

But soon vanished without a trace... There were some things I had already guessed at.

Three years... how many nights had she spent locked to the side of the toilet, unable to sleep How many nights were filled with pain that made breathing a struggle, leaving her only able to lean against the corner, staring blankly at the bathroom ceiling... Quiet and desolate, the nights were consumed by aimless thinking. There was nothing else to do. Could she not have found the answers to things she had never truly understood before

She spent three years going over and over it, at first trying to find proof that she had been wrongly accused.

The more she thought about it, the more awake she became. By the end, when she repeatedly pondered those matters again, it was no longer to find evidence of her innocence, but to prove herself wrong.

A silent smile crept up on her lips, a faint curve that held a bittersweet taste… In the end, she had guessed right after all.

From the moment Ya Kun accused her, Jian Tong knew that for those three years, she had done something ridiculous, pathetic, and pitiful—she tortured herself by repeatedly reliving memories that she didn't particularly want to remember in order to prove she was wrong and Xia Wei Ming innocent.

Is she stupid

She's stupid!

Otherwise, during those three years, he had clearly sensed Xia Wei Ming's "uncleanliness," yet he still repeatedly recalled the past, trying to find evidence of Xia Wei Ming's "innocence" in his memories, in order to refute the suspicions that were faintly clear in his heart.

"You laughed, Jian Tong, you laughed. What are you laughing at You're laughing that Wei Ming is dead, you're laughing that your scheme worked Jian Tong, you're shameless! You're still laughing! Don't laugh!" Ya Kun was enraged by the bizarre smile playing on the lips of the woman kneeling before him. A fire, inexplicable and frustrating, burned within him.

She looked up at Aqun with a smile, but there wasn't a hint of laughter in it. The way he smiled was so unsettling, the expression itself was just indescribable and strange. Both Aqun and He Wu, as well as everyone else, couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines.

At last, the woman spoke, her rough voice jolting every nerve in the room:

"Akun, thank you. I thank you, truly thank you." You pulled me out of my fantasy and finally made me face the suspicions deep within me about Xia Wei Ming.

Akua's accusations, she has never done them, Akua's anger is so real, what does that mean

Xia Wei Ming really told A Kun such false lies!

That year's events were shrouded in mystery. She didn't do anything, but in the end, she became "evidence unfavorable to her." What was this so-called "evidence" It was just the text messages and call records she sent herself before the incident on Xia Wei Ming's phone!

At that time, I never thought about Xia Wei Ming.

She was truly grateful to Aquaman.

But these words, when heard by these people, sounded more like a provocation.

Yakin became furious, simply being thanked by Jian Tong was enough to make his nerves completely fray. "Thank you You said thank you" He felt she was insulting him, her saying "thank you"

Damn!

Damn!

Damn!

He grabbed Jian Tong's hair and shoved a bottle of liquor in front of him. "Here you go, if you want to thank me, drink this bottle. If you finish this bottle, I'll have these guys delete all the photos and videos on their phones right now."

"How about that, fair enough Back then you forced Wei Ming to drink a whole bottle of whiskey. Today, you're doing the same. I swear here, Akuan, that I'll never bother you again." Akuan's face was contorted in fury, "So, are you going to drink it or not"

Drink, or not drink

Jian Tong lowered his eyes, gazing at the bottle of whiskey in silence.

Sue was muzzled, her eyes wide with panic, but she couldn't make a sound.

"I haven't done it. And I can't drink either," she explained slowly. She hadn't done it, and that was that. She couldn't drink either. What had made her endure so much humiliation, so many jeers before, to do those things no one wanted to do ... For the sake of not taking a single sip of alcohol, she could kneel down to people, dive into water risking her life, sing until her voice was hoarse, do countless things, but never drink.

"I don't drink." She lifted her head slowly, saying it very deliberately but with unwavering certainty, "The big boss promised me, no drinking."

"Haha... This is the first time I've heard of someone doing this kind of work without drinking. Jian Tong, you think you're still Miss Jian You can do whatever you want and not do whatever you don't want to do Haha," Ya Kun pulled out his phone, raised it, and showed Jian Tong a video he had just filmed:

"Press this button and the video will be uploaded straight to my Moments. So, are you really not having a drink"th impatience.And that beautiful woman, with a melon-seed face, a high nose, and pale pink lips, looked to be only twenty-five or six.The moment she let the little boy beside her call her "Sister Jian...