"Goddess Xue, please mind your language," Mu Anran spoke calmly. "First, given the extent of my injuries, it seems more likely that she wanted me dead; second, she's just a child at seventeen? I'm barely eighteen myself, I am also still a child."
"You still have the nerve to speak, Mu Anran? You clearly just slapped me and threatened me!" Yashu's face reddened with anger. "If you hadn't hit me first, why would I have pushed you?"
At this moment, Song Yan finally couldn't stand it anymore. "Miss Yashu, although you're underage and just a 'little girl', didn't your parents teach you that children shouldn't lie? Just now, the entire crew witnessed you calling Mu Anran a slut and then pushing her. And now you're saying she hit you? Even if you have some backing, you can't just twist the truth."
When Song Yan spoke up, the others chimed in:
"That's right, I saw it too."
"Yes, it was Yashu who pushed someone."
