Chapter Index

    “Ah!”

    “Mengli!”

    “Miss Jiang!”

    Everyone rushed to Song Shiyan’s room like a whirlwind, and sure enough they saw Jiang Mengli lying on the bed.

    Jiang Mengli was disheveled and covered with a small blanket. Her eyes were closed tightly with a hint of drunken blush.

    There is also a bottle of red wine and two glasses on the table in the room.

    Zhao Muge and Jiang Jinyu rushed forward to dress Jiang Mengli, and also asked the doctor to come over and check Jiang Mengli to see what was going on.

    Song Shiyan, who had been staring at Ye Fan, followed everyone into the room. Seeing this scene, he couldn’t help but turned pale and shook his head:

    “This is impossible! Impossible!”

    “How could Mengli be in my room? She obviously went to Mark’s room!”

    Song Shiyan was indescribably aggrieved: “This bottle of Romanee-Conti should be in Ye Fan’s room, not here!”

    Ye Fan said indifferently: “Young Master Song, you still want to slander me when the facts are in front of you?”

    “Jiang Mengli is indeed unconscious and disheveled, but she is not in my room, but in yours.”

    “By the way, she was indeed knocked unconscious, because I could smell the bottle of wine on the table, which seemed to have the smell of drugs.”

    “If there is really something wrong with this bottle of red wine, then the truth behind tonight’s farce will be revealed.”

    “That’s because Song Shiyan had a grudge against Aunt Jiang because of the incident in the swimming pool, so he drugged Jiang Mengli to stun her and wanted to commit evil, but he accidentally drank two drinks.”

    “Because of the effect of the medicinal wine, Mr. Song lost his mind and unleashed the evil in his heart, which was to blame the bad things he wanted to do on me.”

    “So he ran to my door and smashed it, falsely accusing me of attacking Jiang Mengli, and wanted me to become a street rat. Everyone shouted for beating me.”

    “It’s just that he didn’t expect that he was the one with evil intentions.”

    Ye Fan looked at Song Shiyan and said jokingly: “Young Master Song, is that right?”

    Song Shiyan yelled after hearing this: “Spewing at others, spitting at others, I have never thought of attacking Jiang Mengli, and I don’t need her…”

    Ye Fan interrupted the other party’s topic directly: “Have you taken action against Jiang Mengli? It’s very simple, that is to identify whether there is anything wrong with this bottle of red wine.”

    Zhao Muge took over the topic: “If there is a problem with wine, then Mr. Song is inextricably involved. It just so happens that I have a certain understanding of drugs. Let me identify it…”

    Song Shiyan grabbed the wine on the table: “This wine can’t possibly make Mengli unconscious…”

    Ye Fan asked further: “If you say it’s impossible, it’s impossible. If you have the ability, put down the wine and let Master Zhao appraise it…”

    Song Shiyan couldn’t help shouting at Ye Fan: “Because Mengli has taken the antidote, there will be no problem in drinking this bottle of wine…”

    “Take the antidote?”

    Jiang Zhiyi’s voice dropped: “You mean there’s something wrong with this bottle of wine?”

    “This…this…”

    Song Shiyan didn’t know how to explain it. If he didn’t tell the truth, he would become a despicable and shameless villain who wanted to taint Jiang Mengli.

    If he tells the truth, he is still a villain who is narrow-minded and uses vile means to retaliate against Ye Fan. His prestige and reputation will plummet.

    Jiang Zhiyi roared: “Young Master Song, what is going on? If you continue to be secretive, you are the one who has evil intentions towards my daughter. I can kill you.”

    Today, she is the president of the Southern Martial Alliance. Not only does she not have to worry about Song Shiyan and the Song family, she can also suppress them from a high position.

    “This wine is indeed drugged. It was Mengli’s drug.”

    Song Shiyan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said helplessly:

    “She wanted to vent her anger on me, and she wanted to find Ye Fan under the guise of apologizing, then trick Ye Fan into drinking alcohol and pass out, then strip him naked and throw him into the yard to embarrass him.”

    “I advised her not to do this, but she didn’t agree. She said that not only did it make me angry, but it also made her angry.”

    “Because Ye Fan is too arrogant and always pestering her, she must make Ye Fan look embarrassed, so that Ye Fan will not dare to think about her, a yellow flower girl.”

    “I couldn’t resist her, so I had no choice but to agree!”

    “Then she brought this bottle of drugged wine. I was worried about her safety so I followed her.”

    “I saw her enter Ye Fan’s house with my own eyes, and saw the lights in the house suddenly go out. I was worried that something would happen to Mengli, so I rushed over and knocked on the door.”

    “As a result, not only could the door not be opened, but Mengli was also silent, so I called you for help out of desperation.”

    “You all know what happens next!”

    “President Jiang, Master Zhao, I can swear that I really didn’t want to attack Mengli, and I really saw Mengli enter Ye Fan’s room.”

    Song Shiyan avoided the serious issue and beautified himself, and then told half-truths and half-lie: “I really don’t know why Mengli appeared in my room.”

    Jiang Jinyu nodded slightly: “With the relationship between Mr. Song and Miss Jiang, he really doesn’t need to use dirty means…”

    Many people from the Jiang Family Martial Arts School nodded in agreement and believed in Song Shiyan.

    Jiang Zhiyi’s expression also softened slightly.

    The corner of Ye Fan’s mouth curled up, and he continued to suppress Song Shiyan without any courtesy:

    “Just because you don’t need it doesn’t mean it’s useless. After all, everyone has their own hobbies.”

    “Look at a top executive of a Fortune 500 company, with an annual salary of tens of millions and a lovely wife, but he still squeezes into the subway and molests ordinary women.”

    Ye Fan stabbed Song Shiyan: “Besides, Song Shiyan has a history of rolling down stairs and falling into a swimming pool. I can’t believe a word he says now.”

    Zhao Muge and others frowned and looked at Song Shiyan again, with suspicion in their eyes. After all, Song Shiyan did have too many criminal records.

    Song Shiyan was furious: “Ye Fan, don’t slander me, Mengli is the one who was harmed by you…”

    Ye Fan kept his face calm and took a step forward to look at Song Shiyan:

    “Then please explain to me, you saw Jiang Mengli enter my house, why is she lying disheveled on your bed now?”

    “Can I teleport her from my room to your room?”

    Ye Fan struck unceremoniously: “Can I still control the surveillance and only take pictures of you sneaking around, while erasing the scenes of Jiang Mengli entering and leaving my room?”

    “This…”

    Song Shiyan was speechless again. He was also desperate and didn’t know how to explain.

    Zhao Muge, Jiang Jinyu and others also looked at Song Shiyan with complicated expressions. Although they did not want to believe that Song Shiyan’s character was so despicable, they could not explain the matter clearly.

    Song Shiyan saw everyone’s gaze and couldn’t help but look at Jiang Zhiyi:

    “Aunt Jiang, you must not be fooled by Mark. Trust me.”

    A glimmer of hope rose in Song Shiyan’s eyes: “Otherwise, when Mengli wakes up, you can ask her if what I told her is the truth, and if she’s giving me bad breath…”

    Ye Fan snorted disdainfully: “Everyone here knows that you and Jiang Mengli are deeply in love. How could she not be biased towards you?”

    Song Shiyan was so angry that he almost vomited blood: “You…”

    “Aunt Jiang, the truth of the matter is almost in front of you!”

    Ye Fan ignored Song Shiyan, but looked at Jiang Zhiyi and said calmly:

    “Song Shiyan framed me three times. As President Jiang and an elder, you need to help me get justice!”

    “I’ll wait for Aunt Jiang for a day. I hope I can see Song Shiyan’s punishment before the sun goes down tomorrow!”

    Ye Fan said softly: “If there is no justice, then you and I will be dead…”

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