Gu Wenjuan's complexion turned stark white. "You're spouting nonsense! I didn't!"
"As if you didn't, do you dare to say you weren't the one who sprayed that mist? Some things... if one wishes to keep them secret, they should not be done at all!"
Without thinking, Gu Wenjuan's mind flashed back to the day she had obtained the spray.
But, wasn't that thing meant to be invigorating?
How did it turn into a matter of drugging Young Master Yu?
Upon seeing Gu Wenjuan react this way, a female relative snorted coldly.
It seemed He Yong'er was right; Gu Wenjuan was indeed foolish, and she just couldn't hide anything on her face.
If they could just get Gu Wenjuan to obediently apologize and take the blame, then He Yong'er's accusation would be confirmed, and Gu Wenjuan would be an accessory to the crime. There was no way she could stay in the Zhuang Family anymore.
Why should an outsider get to share what belonged to Zhuang Ziqi?
