Chapter 21 - Maybe We Should Check the CCTV (2/2)

Earlier, Tan Yugi had been occupied with her phone, so she didn’t see that it was actually her who had bumped into Tang Qiu. She had pretended to be aggrieved, knowing that was all it would take for her friend to jump to her defense. Tan Yugi was like a sister to Ning Mufan; with the Ning family backing

her, bullying Tang Qiu in school was as good as child’s play. Only-she hadn’t expected the two men to appear, let alone suggest checking the CCTVs.

“There’s no need for that, Yugi. The seniors have better things to do. We should go.”

But Tan Yugi had finally found an opportunity to expose Tang Qiu and let Qian Hongwei see through her lies. How could she let it go?

“You’re too nice, Feng Yao. If you let her get away with this, who knows what she’ll do to you next time?”

Looking ill, Feng Yao was scrambling for an excuse when Tang Qiu interjected, “Go ahead and check the cameras. Afterwards, I believe you two will owe me an apology. Stay away from me in the future, got it?”

“You shameless thing.” Tan Yuqi’s fist clenched, resisting the urge to tear Tang Qiu’s pretty face to shreds. “I’l be waiting.”

“Don’t forget, there are two seniors here as witnesses. I hope you don’t regret it,” Tang Qiu said, smiling coldly.

Qian Hongwei raised both his palms, as if in support. “Of course. Don’t tell me I don’t know my junior well enough?”

Ning Mufan glanced at Tan Yugi and Feng Yao, heaved a resigned sigh, and trailed after Qian Hongwei. Feng Yao was stung by the look in his eyes. She had tried to worm her way out of the conversation, but Tan Yugi stood in her way every time! Anger unfurled in her silently. Tan Yugi had tried to help,

but the idiot had only ended up stirring more trouble for her.

In the control room, Ning Mufan explained the situation to the workers and requested to see the footage captured in the corner of the library. The video clearly showed that Feng Yao had purposely bumped into Tang Qiu, yet cried out like the other woman had knocked into her first. And Tan Yuqi, whose

eyes had been glued to her phone, hadn’t borne witness to the incident at all-unlike what she had claimed.

Tan Yuqi’s eyes flickered to Qian Hongwei in mortification, before resting on Feng Yao in fury. Why hadn’t she said something earlier?

Feng Yao plastered on an innocent expression and explained, “Yugi, you know I’m short-sighted, I couldn’t see clearly, I…” Secretly, she meant: This is all your fault, you meddling busybody.

“My fault?” Tan Yugi yelled. “Me, a meddling busybody?” She was boiling with rage at having made a fool of herself in front of Qian Hongwei; the words were in her mouth before Feng Yao had even spoken them.

A tear rolled down Feng Yao’s face, as if in terror… “How can you think of me like that, Yugi? I never said that… I never.