Zhao Wenqi and Lu Yunyun felt their hearts thumped.
With a deep sense of grievance and bitter look on her face, Lu Yunyun said, "I don't understand what you said. We didn't do anything. Please don't blame the good people."
Zhao Wenqi wiped the beads of sweat from her face profusely. They were all wearing thick and heavy costumes. The weather was extremely hot and everyone was tormented by the muggy heat. To add on to the torture, they were surrounded by a circle of fire burner. The steady heat pressed in on them and sucking moisture out of their bodies very quickly. It almost grilled them dry.
Zhao Wenqi blustered through gritted teeth, "True. Whatever you want to say about us, we can't defend ourselves. We are just ordinary people in the crew that no one paid much attention to, we'd be thankful just for not being bullied."
No one could blame them for something that had no real evidence to unless they own it up willingly.
