Qi Jiaming had, of course, seen what happened that day.
'But... why would he help her?'
"What are you talking about? Weren't you the one who asked Qiao Jin to meet you late at night? She was so scared she came to me specifically to borrow a voice recorder. How dare you try to pin the blame on her now?"
Qi Jiaming brushed off the sleeve Zhang Siyang had just touched, looking utterly disgusted.
Tang Mo almost burst out laughing. She quickly lowered her head so no one could see her expression.
'So the real masters of acting are hidden in plain sight. If she weren't the one involved, she would have almost believed Qi Jiaming's words.'
"You're lying! You're in league with Qiao Jin! She's clearly the one who pushed me down, why aren't you saying that!"
Seeing the only other witness spouting lies, Zhang Siyang completely lost it.
