Wang Shanshan snorted coldly:
"It's no fun when the Second Young Master Qin speaks like that."
"Both Luo Qiang and I were victims framed by Su Xiaoli. Look at me now, I'm disfigured, and Luo Qiang almost got saddled with the crime of hit-and-run."
She looked at Qin Yihan:
"The venomous heart, shouldn't it belong to this Su Xiaoli you've always been protecting?"
"Moreover."
Wang Shanshan took a deep breath:
"I thought about it carefully, yesterday, besides Su Xiaoli, the only person Luo Qiang and I offended was you."
"A person of your standing wouldn't need to stoop to such despicable measures to deal with me and Luo Qiang."
The woman's words made Qin Yihan unable to help but curve his lips into a smile:
"Why can't I use these methods on you?"
The man shifted his position, leaning back, his whole body exuding an air of cold arrogance that could not be ignored:
"What if I said it was me who did it?"
His icy and deep words momentarily stunned Wang Shanshan and Su Yao.
