Bai Yun's hand, touching that object, actually started trembling slightly.
Grandma Qin's eyes flashed a sharp gleam, and she spoke lightly, "Bai Yun, take it out and let's have a look. If it isn't what we think, Grandma will personally apologize to you. Otherwise, if you leave like this, you will never clear your name."
Bai Yun's heart thudded loudly, as if it would jump out of her chest at any moment.
She bit her teeth tightly, looking at Grandma Qin's incisive gaze, then turned her pleading eyes towards Shen Manru.
Unfortunately, Shen Manru was also staring at her, eyes filled with suspicion.
"Bai Yun, Grandma is right. Since you've already filed a report, if you walk out like this, it will always be unclear. Let everyone have a look," Qin Xuan said in a low voice, which carried barely restrained anger and a sense of oppression.
Bai Yun, holding onto her last hope, slowly took out the object from her pocket.
