"It wasn't me!"
Ling Siyu denied it flatly.
"In front of so many witnesses, caught with the evidence in hand—are you suggesting someone framed you?"
Yan Xinxin's lips parted lightly, coldly delivering her cutting remark from the side.
"Someone *did* frame me!"
Ling Siyu stomped her foot in anxious frustration, angrily pointing her finger at Yan Xinxin.
"It's you! It must be you and your schemes again! Tutor Li, professors, it's her! This Yan Xinxin is the one framing me! You must believe me!"
"What trust can there be for someone with a past record?"
Yan Xinxin spoke with her usual composure and poise.
Ling Siyu's face contorted with rage, both furious and anxious.
"Yan Xinxin, you're truly something else!"
"Oh? Am I? What makes me so remarkable, I wonder?"
"It's you! You stole these diamonds, planted them in my bag, and framed me!"
"Do you have any evidence?"
Yan Xinxin countered calmly.
