"Zhong Siquan, what nonsense are you spouting?"
Lin Mengyao's face turned icy, and she asked coldly.
She clearly didn't expect Zhong Siquan to shamelessly distort the facts to such an extent.
"Me spouting nonsense? Ha, I'm afraid it's you guys who are spouting nonsense? Trying to frame me? No way. I trust that the people's eyes are clear!"
Zhong Siquan laughed coldly, speaking with a sullen face.
After speaking, he directly turned his head to look at everyone, asking, "Ladies and gentlemen, do you believe me or these two malicious people?"
The crowd was taken aback upon hearing this and then unanimously replied, "Of course we believe Young Master Zhong!"
"Very good!"
Zhong Siquan nodded proudly.
As long as everyone else stood by his side, he felt no anxiety at all.
"You all..."
Lin Mengyao was infuriated and glared, ready to argue with the crowd.
At this moment.
