Shen Rou's face turned pale as she listened to the disconnected tone.
Her fingers dug into her palm, and her pale face was distorted by hatred.
"Gong Zeli, are you going to stand up for that slut? Are you coming after me? Alright, come on. I, Shen Rou, am not afraid." She was so angry that she lost all rationality and threw her cell phone on the ground.
The new cell phone that she had just bought shattered.
"Alright, I want to see who's the unlucky one first. I didn't want to deal with you initially, but if you insist on standing up for her, then… you can die with that slut."
…
On the other side.
Qiao Mianmian sent all the evidence Qiao Chen gathered to Linda and instructed her to hand it to the Public Relations Department.
Linda looked at the evidence first.
