Zhuang Yin seems to have no fear, blood red eyes over everyone, the fundus of the eye is reckless.
Compared with the shock of the Wen family, Yan Shiqi and others looked at her calmly.
Then, she took out her mobile phone, found the player, and turned on the play button. What Zhuang Yin said in her office last night was instantly heard by everyone.
——I wonder how you were switched.
In the cell phone, it's the recording of last night.
Yan Shiqi looked at Zhuang Yin's face slightly changed with a smile, "even if you don't say anything, these words are enough to prove that I was swapped and orange's car accident had something to do with you.
Ms. Zhuang, do you think there is anything important about those so-called secrets? If you don't know the details, don't mention them! "
Zhuang Yin is holding the desk and staring at the inkstone. She is a little angry.
She threatened with the truth of that year, just to ask for an amulet for herself.
Can inkstone when seven attitude, how can be so careless?!
At this time, Wen Chongli's wrinkled cheeks were all the same after the wind and frost. His eyelids were drooping, and there was no more charisma of dominating the painting world.
Shaking his hands, his voice seemed to contain sand, he asked difficultly, "Zhuang Yin, are you doing all this?"
Zhuang Yin didn't look at him, but just slightly lowered her head, blocking the irony of her eyes.
She was silent for a long time. Wen Jingru, who was still sitting on the ground, looked at her back blankly and muttered, "wife, you didn't do it, did you?"
On hearing her voice, Zhuang Yin turned her head and looked at him with a fierce look. "Wen Jingru, you trash, shut up!"
In her eyes, the most cowardly thing in her life is that she was forced to marry Wen Jingru.
She is the first lady of the market maker, who is worthy of a stupid man like him.
Wen Jingru was scolded by her and shrunk like a reflex.
This is for a long time, don't scold her or drink scold, formed the habit of never say a word.
"Evil, my Wen family is really evil!" Wen Chongli couldn't see it any more. He covered his old face and murmured.
The old man in his eighties is as withered as a bat.
Zhuang Yin gathered her anger and finally slowly looked at Wen Chongli. She took a deep breath and pointed back, "Dad, you help me. I didn't do those things. They are the two conscienceless sisters who want to frame me.
Dad, you know so many people, you help me think of a way, as long as I leave here, you ask what I say, I will continue to be filial to you! "
Wen Chongli didn't respond. He just kept shaking his head.
On one side, Duanmu LANYA, who had been in a trance, came to her step by step, grabbed her arm, and her voice trembled, "Zhuang Yin, tell me, did you take away my Xiao Qi? Is it you? "
She asked angrily, but it's hard to imagine how many years this sister-in-law has been hiding evil intentions.
When they were young, they were all famous beauties in the imperial capital. Even if they had different ages, they were nodding friends at all kinds of banquets.
She couldn't understand why Zhuang Yin wanted to hate her. They just knew each other, but they didn't know each other well.
Zhuang Yin turns her head inch by inch and sees Duanmu LANYA's face. She laughs and throws her away. "Duanmu LANYA, what do you want? If it wasn't for you, how could I have married Wen Jingru, such a stupid trash! "
Oh, finally!