Just then, out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly spotted someone in the distance.
It was Ye Yuan, walking toward them with a grim expression and a hurried pace.
"It's Ye Yuan! It must have been him who told you! He knew I had the medicine all along, didn't he?!"
"Dean Song! You knew I had it, didn't you?! You set this whole thing up!"
"You had him come back and report to you first, then you pretended not to know anything, asking me for details one by one, just so you could humiliate me in front of all these people! You're so cruel! You're backing me into a corner!"
Ye Yuan had only taken a few steps closer when her words reached his ears, and he stopped short.
He froze on the spot, his brow deeply furrowed.
Song Qingya stood her ground, her face as cold as frost, her voice dropping instantly.
"Yang Meiling, at a time like this, you still dare to deny it? You still dare to make false accusations and shift the blame to someone else?"
