They started arguing without even realizing it.
Tracing things back, countless eyes shifted toward Zhang Fanfan, as if this woman was the one instigating it all…
Zhang Fanfan's face went pale immediately; she never expected Xia Weibao would turn the focus onto her with just a few words.
Feeling the reproachful gazes of Yan Lingyi, Yan Fei, Yan Yuexian, Old Chief Fang, and countless others upon her, she felt drenched in sweat.
What terrified her most were two gazes, whose origins she couldn't identify, piercingly cold like venomous snakes constricting her throat, suffocating her.
Now all the accusations were aimed at her, and she had no escape.
Thinking about the hairpin in Xia Weibao's bag, the result would be clear with just a search; this gave her some confidence.
Gradually calming down, she took a deep breath and looked at Xia Weibao under immense pressure.
