Liu Ruyan walked over and grasped Xia Weiwei's hand: "Weiwei, you have to believe me. I was falsely accused. How could I murder your father? It's that damn Xia Yangyang who plotted to frame me."
Xia Weiwei's face gradually changed: "But all the news media have reported it, and there's all the evidence…"
"Those are all fabricated by Xia Yangyang. Think about it, your father has been dead for four years. Four years ago, why didn't Xia Yangyang come out and point at me then? And why did so much evidence suddenly appear now, four years later? She planned to use these four years to frame me, and those so-called witnesses were all bribed by her."
A look of half belief and half doubt appeared on Xia Weiwei's face.
But with piece after piece of evidence presented, she couldn't find any flaws.
Liu Ruyan held Xia Weiwei's hand: "Girl, don't tell me you trust Xia Yangyang more than your mother?"
"I didn't trust her back then, she is just a lowlife."
