Wen Changling's irritation spiked instantly, it took all her effort to suppress the urge to lock Fang Jiyin back in her room.
It must have been Wu Yue who drugged Fang Jiyin. Or perhaps, it was Jiang Chengxue.
In any case, the result was that Fang Jiyin couldn't walk steadily and ended up kneeling on the ground, blocking Xie Shang's path, panting, clutching her skirt, enduring the itch that emanated from her bones.
"Wen Changling, she," she was in extreme discomfort, tears falling heavily, "she drugged me and even threw me... into a strange man's room. How could she do this to me?"
Her sobs and tears choked her as she cried bitterly, "Fourth brother, you see her, see her true face."
Xie Shang was looking at Wen Changling.
