CHAPTER 45: CHAPTER 45: BAI YUEGUANG’S STAND-IN

Xiao Jun nodded.

"Wei Fu was wrong, she was wrong, and I’ll persuade her to apologize to you."

"Apologize? Xiao Jun, I’ve always thought you were a rational and gentle person, but you can’t imagine what I’ve been through these days. You don’t know that my parents were forced to move out of our home because every day, some malicious people would paint on our door. What’s even worse is that they made my photo into a portrait of the deceased and placed it on my parents’ fruit stall, and some people intentionally bought fruit and then claimed they got diarrhea, demanding compensation from my parents.

Moreover, my parents have never been in good health, and this incident has nearly driven them to madness.

As a daughter, no matter how much others curse me, it’s okay; I can endure it. But for them to treat my parents like this, I can’t pretend as if nothing happened.

And the source of all this unfounded disaster is your friends, Mu Chen and Wei Fu. Think about it, if it were they who suffered such violence, would you still go back and try to persuade them to forgive the culprits?"

Xiao Jun was already ashamed.

He didn’t expect Jiang Lai to have suffered so much. Such a kind and cheerful girl, in just a few days, had become so thin. Now her smile was much more forced than before, obviously bearing huge pressure.

"Jiang Lai, are you alright?"

"Thank you for coming to see me, but you just said Wei Fu secretly entered my room to take my video backup?"

Xiao Jun nodded.

"Yes."

"But I saw two people in the video."

"Two people?"

Jiang Lai took out a tablet, opened the video, and handed it to Xiao Jun.

"Look, at 9:15 a woman went in, and around 9:30 another person went in. This is clearly not one person. I don’t really know the people who came that day, but you know them all, so maybe you can help me recognize who these two are."

Xiao Jun stared at the two segments of the video playing back and forth and finally paused, his gaze fixed on the shadow entering at 9:30.

No one in this world knew this silhouette better than he did.

Because this silhouette, he had seen for over ten years.

It belonged to Mu Chen, and he recognized it at a glance.

"Well? Can you recognize them?"

Xiao Jun’s pupils trembled. He was silent for a long time and then shook his head silently.

"It’s too dark, I can’t tell."

Jiang Lai, greatly disappointed, sighed and spoke sadly.

"I’ll tell you the truth, I actually don’t have any indoor video. The reason I said that was just to bluff them... Ai, if even you can’t recognize them, then there’s nothing I can do. This kind of violence, I might never forget for the rest of my life."

At this point, Jiang Lai held back tears, giving Xiao Jun one last look. That look contained helplessness and vulnerability, as broken as a flower about to wither.

Xiao Jun couldn’t bear to look any longer, left the gift behind, and somewhat awkwardly turned to leave.

As soon as the man left, Jiang Lai, who was on the verge of tears just a second ago, instantly returned to a cold and calm state. Wiping away her tears, she leaned back, hugged the tablet, and continued watching a comedy act.

"Ha... Hahaha... Ahahahahaha... These two old guys are really something, hahahahaha..."

Little Buding: "..."

What kind of resentment against the human world did the Creator harbor when creating this woman...

This thing was just made to ruin the human world.