Chapter 1272 - Backing Her Up (2/2)
Linda’s expression changed and her eyes were avoiding hers. “I-I was scratched by a cat.”
A cold smile appeared on Cen Xi’s lips. “Sister Linda, it seems like you really have no common sense. You actually pushed the blame to a cat. The tips of a cat’s claws are very sharp and the scratch marks will be long and deep, three or four lines side by side with little s.p.a.ce between. And if it’s by a human, the scratch will be shallow and wide, and the distance between them is larger, at least much larger than a cat’s paw.”
Without waiting for Linda to say anything, Cen Xi stretched out her hand. “Besides, there are still some flakes of skin under my fingernails.”
Linda was made speechless by Cen Xi.
She wanted to say something, but lowered her head, not daring to say anything when she saw Qiao Yanze’s dark and cold gaze.
Cen Xi saw that Linda had nothing else to say and she looked at the woman who asked her to bring wine from the banquet hall. “Why did I slip after delivering the wine to the four of them? I think it was because you, who were standing behind, poured oil on the ground that could make people slip!”
That woman frowned as if she had heard something unbelievable. “Don’t make things up and insult people!”
Only a smirk was on Cen Xi’s face as she went to the place where she had slipped and crouched down, wiping it with her finger. It was washed by water, but the oil could not be washed away that easily. She stretched her fingertip to the woman. “Don’t tell me you didn’t see the oil on my finger.”
“So what if there’s oil? Maybe other staff accidentally spilled it here. Don’t accuse me and push the blame on me.”
Cen Xi looked around. There were all kinds of flowers on the edge of the pool and no garbage can around. After she fell into the pool, these women were all watching on the sh.o.r.e, so…
Cen Xi looked at the handbag in the woman’s hand. “The oil is still in your bag!”
Cen Xi was certain.
“No! I don’t have the bottle in my bag!”
“I didn’t say that it was a bottle, or anything else.”
The woman found that she had fallen into Cen Xi’s trap and her expression changed.
This sharp-tongued vixen!
Qiao Yanze narrowed his eyes and looked coldly at the woman who was holding the handbag tightly. “Open the bag.”
“Young Master Qiao, Iー”
“Open it!”
Hearing Qiao Yanze’s angry rebuke, the woman’s hands shook with fright and the handbag fell to the ground.
The bottle containing the oil rolled out from the bag.
Qiao Yanze picked up the bottle and a trace of darkness flashed past his eyes. “Those who partic.i.p.ated in this farce, strip off your clothes and jump into the pool. You have to double the amount of time Cen Xi spent struggling inside. Otherwise, I won’t let this matter off. Do it now.”
His voice was deep and cold, and there were no emotions on his handsome face, but he gave out a bloodthirsty and violent aura that was terrifying.