"Don't bother," Zhong Niangyao shook her head firmly, a sarcastic smile hooking at the corner of her mouth. "Li Jingming, do you think I look like a fool? Just because of a few words from you, should I be convinced that you're not the mastermind behind this? I'm not that stupid."
Suddenly, Li Jingming became completely stiff. As he looked at Zhong Niangyao, anger was written all over his face. "Are you playing with me?"
"No," Zhong Niangyao responded calmly, shaking her head. "I simply haven't been deceived by you, and there's no need for you to fly into a rage out of embarrassment."
"You—" Li Jingming's face flushed red, and he began to curse as he pointed straight at Zhong Niangyao's nose. "Zhong Niangyao, this is slander. I haven't done anything. What evidence do you have that I hired someone to commit murder?"
