"Xia An'an, do you think I'm easy to deceive?" Gu Junhan's voice was filled with coldness, and his gaze upon Xia An'an lacked any warmth, "How did Xia Wanwan falsely accuse you? Was it her who sewed the blood bag into your skirt? A blood bag that big, could it have been put in by someone else?"
"I... I can explain..." Xia An'an felt her mind go blank, a sense of inexplicable fear rushed over her, "But... but Junhan brother... I... I really am in so much pain right now..."
Gu Junhan said disgustedly, "Xia An'an, how much longer are you going to keep up this act?"
"Look..." suddenly someone whispered, "Her leg... Is there blood flowing down again...?"
"It seems to be true! Could she really have been falsely accused?"
"How could that be, falsely accused of what, putting in a blood bag?"
"It's really... really bleeding!"
