Wei Xin's expression remained cold. She took a deep breath before saying,
"Maybe… Ma Xing was the one who seduced him."
The crowd fell silent for a moment before someone scoffed. "Are you serious? Why would she?"
"She has a powerful, handsome boyfriend. Why would she even look at Su Jin?" another voice added.
Wei Xin's grip on her dress tightened. She turned back to Su Jin, who was desperately looking at her for support.
"Please…" Su Jin croaked. "You have to believe me…"
But Wei Xin closed her eyes and took a step back.
"If you really were innocent," she whispered, "then why would everyone think otherwise?"
Su Jin's heart plummeted. He realized, at that moment, that no one was going to believe him.
And Ma Xing… she had planned this all along.
Du Xiao's fist clenched. "Since you like touching what isn't yours, let me break those filthy hands of yours."
Before Su Jin could react, another brutal punch sent him crashing against the wall.
