Su Li chuckled lightly. "Just like last time, you're all relying on flimsy rumors, so eager to condemn me."
Su Li shook her head and suddenly looked toward Zhao Wenming.
"What's this about seeing me hugging someone by the river? Zhao Wenming, on the fifth, you were the only one talking to me by the river. Are you saying I was hugging and cuddling... with you?"
Su Li was starting to settle the score. She remembered every person who had framed her, every word they had said, the expression on each of their faces. She remembered it all with perfect clarity.
Zhao Wenming, who had wanted to slip away but failed, flushed a deep crimson. "I... My eyesight is bad. I must have seen the wrong person."
"Pfft..." Su Li sneered. The contempt and disdain in her laugh made it impossible for Zhao Wenming to even lift his head.
He was too nearsighted to see clearly, but he knew the looks everyone was giving him must be filled with suspicion.
