Pang Xiaofang blinked guiltily, forcing a calm expression. "You believe everything that wretched girl says?"
"If what Su Qing said wasn't true, why didn't you refute it just now?" Wang Xuehong asked coldly.
"That wretched girl was rattling on like a machine gun. Did I even have a chance to get a word in?" A look of grievance crept onto Pang Xiaofang's face as she spoke, her lips pressed together.
"Pang Xiaofang, don't think I couldn't see how guilty you looked. If you have the guts to do something, have the guts to admit it. Don't be a fucking coward who doesn't own up to their actions." Wang Xuehong could clearly see through Pang Xiaofang's twisted logic and spoke angrily.
"You'd rather believe an outsider than me?" Pang Xiaofang said angrily. "Don't take it too far."
