She was flanked by four or five women, all with their arms crossed and fierce looks in their eyes, clearly intent on bullying through sheer number.
Tang Sitian held a prop fan, her beautiful, serene face adorned with a light, non-aggressive smile, "Miss Lin, I've said it was a misunderstanding, I didn't splash water on your dress, and I wouldn't do that. It serves me no benefit, so I have no reason to."
"Haha, it's all your word against mine. Who knows what you're plotting? Maybe you're just jealous that my dress is a custom-made piece?" Lin Yaping scoffed sarcastically, "If you're so capable, find someone to prove it, or else keep licking until it's dry!"
She was convinced that no one would testify for Tang Sitian today—every female actor present was aligned with Luo Hongying, and it was impossible for anyone to stand up for her!
