"Yes, I need evidence. Do you have any?"
Huang Shulin's face turned pale. He hadn't expected Zhou Lianjie, whose life he once saved, would repay his kindness with ingratitude. But it didn't matter. If there was no evidence, he could totally sue Ye Xiaofei for slander.
"Then give him evidence."
Ye Xiaofei shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and said to Zhou Lianjie.
"Sure, Xiao Fei."
Zhou Lianjie took out a recording pen from his pocket, played it, and all the things Huang Shulin had said were broadcast.
Actually, it wasn't much, mainly Huang Shulin ordering Zhou Lianjie to sabotage all the clothing designs by Ye Xiaofei and to steal all the design drawings from Ye Xiaofei's company so they could accuse him of breaking the contract.
"When did you get this recording pen?"
Upon hearing his own words from the past, Huang Shulin took a deep breath and stared at Zhou Lianjie, questioning him word by word.
"Brother Huang, actually, I didn't mean to betray you."
