"Exactly,"
Wu Xiaochun, Wu Xiaomei's sister, immediately chimed in, "After all that fuss, you only managed to tear a sleeve. If I were Xiao Ming, I'd probably laugh my head off right there and then.
Who exactly do you think you can frame with this?
You're not willing to make any sacrifices for Xiangyu, yet you have the audacity to claim you like him. It's simply disgusting!"
"You..."
An Kefang wasn't quick-witted, and faced with such accusations, she had no idea how to respond, only managing to stutter out her logic, "If you're all so capable, why didn't you do it yourself? Why did you make me do it?"
"Are you shameless for saying that?"
Wu Xiaochun immediately cursed, "It was my sister's idea, and we blocked the people nearby. Only you were free.
So, when something happens to Xiangyu, we have to go out of our way to help him, while you, the young lady, just stand by and enjoy the show, is that it?
Do you even have a conscience?"
