Seeing Qiao Qianmo acting so smugly, Xiyan laughed from sheer anger.
"Qiao Qianmo, you've certainly gone all out with your underhanded schemes to break me and Ou Jue apart."
"I don't know what you're talking about." Qiao Qianmo blinked innocently. "All I know is, this time, you're finished."
"Don't bother worrying about me. I have my own ways to prove my innocence."
"Go ahead and brag. What could you possibly do?" Qiao Qianmo glanced at Xiyan with mock sympathy. "I happen to have some rather interesting photos in my possession. Even though Ou Jue ordered this matter to be suppressed, it won't stop me from showing him the pictures. What do you think his reaction will be?"
Xiyan sneered coldly, "Oh? You're resorting to Photoshop now, are you?"
"Ou Jue is an IT genius. He'll easily tell if the photos are real or edited." Qiao Qianmo brushed her hair smugly. "No matter how you spin your words, evidence speaks for itself."
