"If you didn't hide my painting, then where is it? Where is the painting?" Ye Wanqing said as she approached Wang Yi. "Don't think I don't know; you're just in cahoots with Chiang Xiao. That person, Chiang Xiao, is as narrow-minded as a needle's eye. Just because there was a little misunderstanding between us at the start of school, she's been hounding me like a mad dog, not letting go."
Ye Wanqing believed she was right, and the more she spoke, the angrier she became. This was her chance to make a name for herself, a rare opportunity.
She absolutely would not allow anyone to ruin it for her!
