Ye Anyao had always been the goddess of Qing University and had countless admirers.
Seeing Ye Anyao's helpless tears, a boy clenched his fists in fear. "What did Anyao do wrong? Ye Beisheng didn't come home all night and became someone's mistress. She's already done it, why would she be afraid of being exposed?"
At this point, the boy seemed to have gained some confidence. "If Ye Beisheng didn't do this, why did she rush to refute? Only those who have done it will want to seal other people's mouths!"
Ye Beisheng's classmates were furious.
What kind of twisted logic was this?
You've slandered others, yet you didn't allow them to refute you? You said that you were guilty when she refuted you. They were even saying that if she wasn't a mistress, she shouldn't have said a word about it.
