Chapter 229 - The Recording (1/2)

“I’m not talking nonsense. You gave me 30,000 yuan to approach this girl, and you told me to steal the computers you had donated and pin the blame on her. You said that when the job was finished, you would send me the balance of the 20,000 yuan you owed me for the job.”

“You’re talking bullsh*t! Who are you anyway? How can you utter such shameless nonsense after stealing this stuff?”

“I’m not talking nonsense, I say. Everything you wanted is here. Miss Han, you have to keep your word. Even if you don’t want to pay me the rest of the money that you promised, why did you need to call the police to arrest me? Are all you rich people this deceitful?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about. Shut up!”

Upon being exposed like this, Han Wanling felt anxious and infuriated. “If you continue to utter such nonsense, I will sue you for slander! Being convicted of slander as well as theft, you will rot in prison.”

Xiang Yuanjiu didn’t pay any attention to her threats, and he laughed as he nonchalantly leaned against the car door.

Looking at Han Wanling with narrowed eyes, he showed unconcealed disdain and contempt on his face. “Do you think I’m afraid of you?”

As he said that, he took out a voice recorder from his pocket, pressed the b.u.t.ton, and the voice recorder started playing a previously recorded phone conversation.

“When you arrive at Jing High School tomorrow, someone will give you the stolen laptops. You only need to get them out of the school. If you are caught, you will pin all the blame on that wretched girl Yun Xi.”

“How did this girl offend you and why do you want to ruin her so much? If she is convicted, she will be sentenced to jail time.”

“I don’t care. I actually want her to go to jail.”

“Then the remaining money…”

“After the job is done, I will send the remaining money that I owe you to your bank account…”

Their surroundings were very quiet, and the voice on the recorder was clearly identifiable. Han Wanling trembled with anger as she listened to the recorded phone conversation.

Han Wanling’s friends who had come with her finally understood what was going on, and they looked at Han Wanling with contempt.

“How could she conspire so ruthlessly against someone who’s just a student? What sort of grudge does she have against her?”

“It’s no wonder that we were invited here. She dragged us here as props to watch her charade.”