Liu Xiaoyan pointed at Jiang Youyi and said angrily, "Mrs. Li, Jiang Youyi must have deliberately framed me and changed my authentic product. Don't you think so?"
"Ha! Don't slander me, alright? You've always been the one holding it. How can I change it?"
"But…"
"No buts. You were tricked. I wasn't the one who replaced your things. If your brain hadn't gone haywire, you would have figured it out."
"Jiang Youyi!" Liu Xiaoyan still wanted to scold Jiang Youyi, but before she could speak, Mrs. Li said, "Today is my daughter's coming-of-age ceremony. You can settle the matter between you and Jiang Youyi privately!"
"Mrs. Li…" Liu Xiaoyan still wanted to explain.
"Men, take Miss Liu away," Mrs. Li said and paused. "Send a driver to send her back." Mrs. Li felt that Liu Xiaoyan's mental state was a little abnormal now. It was better to send her home directly.
