"President Qiao, I didn't break Qiao Jiaying's violin string," Jian Xi released her grip and said solemnly.
Qiao Yonghui was furious and about to explode. Qiao Jiaying sobbed, "Dad, don't blame Sister. It wasn't on purpose..."
"What do you mean 'not on purpose'? Qiao Jiaying, make yourself clear!" Jian Xi gave a cold look.
Qiao Jiaying shrank back as if terrified of her sister.
"Sister, I'm sorry, I misspoke again..."
Jian Xi was furious, this damn little white lotus, always pretending, how could she never tire?
"Principal Sun, please review the surveillance footage!" Loh Minxian rushed in, and seeing the entire Qiao family there, felt even more uneasy.
"Some students were changing costumes in the back; the surveillance was switched off..." Principal Sun was troubled and glared at Jian Xi unhappily, "If we had the surveillance, we would have gone straight to the police!"
Every gaze was saying: Jian Xi, you are the culprit! You are the culprit!
