"Yao Qing, that text message wasn't sent by Tangtang. You maliciously allowed the media to capture it. Do you have any idea how much impact it has on her?"
Tang Yi dashed onto the stage in a few strides, her gaze towards Yao Qing was piercingly cold.
Even though her facial features hadn't changed, the aura around her seemed to have undergone a significant shift.
Yao Qing glanced at Tang Tang, and Tang Tang's eyes were somewhat evasive.
That look made her pause for a moment, and then, she silently chuckled.
This is really... quite a coincidence.
Yao Qing faced Tang Yi, "You say it wasn't her who sent it, so that makes it true? Is what you say a decree or an order?"
Tang Yi's brows furrowed even tighter.
"You're from a noble family, at the very least maintain some dignity. Speaking such words, doing such things, really makes me lose respect for you. If it wasn't done, then it wasn't done."
