Wen Jiaren wasn't about to take that slap, so she stepped back two steps, leaving Ji Ziling to pounce on empty air.
Ji Ziling staggered and almost fell down, looking very disheveled, her hair messed up, a stark contrast to the confidence and polish she had when she arrived. It was only after standing up straight that she gradually calmed down, knowing she couldn't leave. She then looked at Wen Jiaren and let out a cold laugh.
"That night in City A, I really did sleep with Mu Qian for a night. If you don't believe me, you can ask Yu Qianmo and An Ying; they both know."
Ji Ziling continued, "Whether I'm lying or not, you'll know as soon as you check. Everyone knows I stayed in Mu Qian's room for one night. The photos are real. The kiss marks on me were also left by him. Wen Jiaren, whether you believe it or not, you've lost."
Wen Jiaren looked at Ji Ziling, and she couldn't find a trace of a lie on her face, but she already wouldn't believe a word Ji Ziling said.
