Unlike the reproachful looks from everyone else, Zhuang Shuqing looked at Lu Jinyang with deep sympathy. Unfortunately, this wasn’t the time when she could step forward and clarify things for him.
Lu Jinyang stood aside, watching the still frame on the screen, and slowly opened his mouth, "Is this your evidence?"
"Yes, under the circumstances, I have no choice but to use this method to clear my name~" she responded softly, with a sob in her voice.
The man beside her desperately wanted to walk up and embrace Tan Biyang to comfort her, yet none of them dared to.
Seeing the impassive face of the young master Lu, everyone was anxious at heart. With things going this way, how could young master Lu still remain indifferent? Indeed, it’s like the emperor is not in a hurry while the eunuchs are.
Lu Jinyang casually picked up a glass of red wine from the table, took a sip, and coldness crept over his wheat-colored face layer by layer.
He looked at her and said, "The evidence is not complete, I have the full version." After saying that, he snapped his fingers.
Tan Biyang’s heart skipped a beat, "Jinyang, do you doubt me?"
"No, I don’t doubt you,"
Tan Biyang felt a surge of joy, only to hear him continue, "I’ve never believed you from the start."
Zhuang Shuqing didn’t know what others were thinking, but at this moment, she just wanted to applaud and cheer!
This smack in the face was absolutely thrilling!
"Quick, look at the big screen~"
Someone shouted, and the crowd all looked up at the big screen, holding their breath and too afraid to even breathe loudly.
On the big screen, just after Lu Jinyang entered a room, Tan Biyang walked out of the elevator, but she stopped in front of room 1806, which was next to Lu Jinyang’s room.
Soon, a figure slowly emerged in view, walking towards Tan Biyang’s direction, stopping in front of room 1808. On screen, a woman carefully hid to the side, took out her phone, and aimed it at Tan Biyang...
The camera didn’t capture what she was doing with her phone; next, the woman with the phone was pulled into the room, and the door closed.
Seeing this, everyone didn’t dare to even exhale. Someone tentatively looked at Tan Biyang, only to find her complexion had turned as white as if coated with flour.
After ten minutes... yes, ten minutes later, although the actual event was merely a few minutes, this had been deliberately edited by Leng Yixing, to avoid any suggestion that young master Lu was anything less than capable, managing to finish in just a few minutes.
The door to room 1808 opened once more, and the scene that appeared was the same as the one Tan Biyang had shown everyone before, the only difference being the face~
Realizing this, everyone came to a sudden understanding and looked at Tan Biyang with disdain in their eyes.
"No, it’s not like that~ Jinyang, it must be that woman trying to frame me, you can’t..."
Tan Biyang didn’t finish her words, as the screen had already switched to a headline from some time ago, a video of her and her director engaged in an affair.
The version Zhuang Shuqing had was taken from a distance, while the version now playing on the screen appeared to be an enlarged, obvious close-up, evidently filmed within that room.
Zhuang Shuqing, who had already retreated to a corner, covered her face with her bag, only revealing her eyes to watch the scene playing out on the screen, and suddenly her eyes widened.
Damn, what she had paled in comparison to this; it was kid’s play!
"Turn it off, quickly, turn it off! Jinyang, even if you don’t want to marry me, you can’t humiliate me ..."
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"My goodness, thank goodness there are no reporters here tonight, otherwise Tan Biyang could kiss her chances of marrying into a wealthy family goodbye."