"What did you say?" Hua Miaomiao was clearly frightened.
Jin Lin was simply incredulous, glaring angrily at Chen Jiaqi, as she hastily retorted, "It's not like that, Hua Miaomiao, she did it on purpose."
Chen Jiaqi's eyes brimmed with tears, and she turned to Hua Miaomiao and said, "It's all my fault, I wasn't careful, but she's just too vicious, isn't she? What if it had been a knife or fork thrown at my face? What would I do if I had been disfigured, or if it landed on my neck, wouldn't I be dead..."
She was so frightened that her face turned pale, trembling all over with fear.
"You deceitful woman, don't you dare pretend..." Jin Lin was furious, turning her head to look at Hua Miaomiao, about to explain herself.
But Hua Miaomiao did not give her a chance to explain and interrupted her, "Jin Lin, don't go too far."
Jin Lin glared at Hua Miaomiao, rage surging within her, "That's not how it is, why won't you listen to me, it's obviously her..."
