The crowd grew even more rowdy on the scene, and Zhao Kaiwen found himself incapable of uttering a word, which made it even harder for people to believe him.
"I... I didn't slander you..." Zhao Kaiwen insisted frantically, "Our promise was made... made when we were filming a TV drama together..."
"Exact time, location!" Ying'er demanded coldly. "Zhao Kaiwen, didn't you say you truly loved me? Have you even forgotten the time and place?"
Zhao Kaiwen was sweating profusely and said with a trembling voice, "That... that was last September, at... at Beidian Film and Television City, that's where... where we made our promise..."
"Exact time, location!" Ying'er pressed sternly.
"I... I..." Zhao Kaiwen was almost bewildered. Why was Ying'er's questioning so aggressive?
"Can you answer the question or not!" An audience member couldn't help but shout.
"Damn it, are you lying?"
"Slander our Ying'er, beat this bastard to death!"
"If you can't say it, I'll kill you myself!"
