Meng Yinhua had just borrowed five thousand and paid it to Meng Chuyue.
She could have left immediately.
But she deliberately stayed behind, slowly packing up her clothes and shoes, wanting to set Meng Jingfen up.
After Meng Jingfen came in, Yinhua walked out while saying, "This money was originally my mother's, it was stolen by Meng Jingfen, and it was a total of thirty-six thousand, not just twenty thousand..."
Meng Jingfen burst in and heard Chuyue's words, became furious, and shouted, "You're talking nonsense, this is a frame-up, I never stole your mother's money."
Chuyue looked shocked, "No way? You'd rather admit that, as Meng Qinghua said, this money came from selling your body than admit it was stolen?"
Meng Qinghua had a look of schadenfreude, "Yeah, Meng Jingfen, you'd better say, where did this money come from? Was it stolen, or did it come from doing that kind of thing?" Either way, Meng Jingfen's reputation was ruined.
