Zhang Hongyun immediately grabbed Yang Qin's wrist again, and even harder.
"I didn't have someone smash your apartment, what do I have to say to make you understand?"
"You didn't smash it? Who else could it be besides you?"
Zhang Hongyun sized her up and down, her eyes seemed to have lost all reason, her eyeballs almost bulging out.
Zhao Huai and Qiao Yi stood on the steps watching the two women entangled below, both a bit bewildered.
"What evidence do you have to prove it was her?"
A suddenly distant yet familiar voice sounded diagonally from the two of them.
Both instinctively looked over there, and Mu Yichen stood like a king, looking at the two of them with emotionless eyes.
Yang Qin didn't know why, but she suddenly felt tense inside. If Mu Yichen heard what Zhang Hongyun just said, would he still trust her?
