Bystanders who knew the truth were this furious, let alone Zhang Xiaohong.
Zhang Xiaohong didn't like cats and dogs, but she also understood the principle of "If you don't love, please don't harm".
She turned her head to look at Miao Wenjun, her eyes filled with shock as if she was seeing him for the first time, "You abuse cats?"
"No... It's not," Miao Wenjun quickly waved his hands in denial.
He wanted to say it wasn't him who tortured the cat, but if he said that, wouldn't that be admitting that he was the one who left the foam box at Jiang Ning's door?
Grinding his teeth, Miao Wenjun adamantly denied, "I don't know what she's talking about!"
"You still won't admit it!" Zhang Xiaohong grew even angrier, tossing aside the Miao Wenjun she had been supporting.
Zhang Xiaohong stepped back a few paces, looking at Miao Wenjun as if he were a piece of trash, "Maybe you don't know, but every time you lie, your eyes involuntarily dart to the side."
