Even if Tong Fengyang really dies, the dead are the most important, and she, a junior, cannot tolerate her "whipping the corpse" like this.

Thinking of this, Tong Huan was only pouring water on her body and showing mercy to his subordinates.

Everyone's eyes looked at Lan Yike, and it was hard to describe it.

How they praised Lan Yike just now, but now they heard this recording, their faces hurt so much.

In particular, they also helped Lan Yike blame Tong Huan together.

Thinking of this, these people were a little embarrassed, and Lan Yike, the culprit who made them lose such a big person, was even more disgusted in their eyes than Tong Huan.

Lan Yike's body was shaking.

She was determined that this kind of dinner occasion was full of people and had a lot of people. Tong Huan would never be able to come up with any evidence to prove her, so that she could make up such a story with confidence.

But who would have thought that Tong Huan dared to record the audio!

She actually recorded all the things she said.

So what was her kind and generous performance just now in their eyes?

Pretend to behave?

Scheming bitch?

No, she can't admit it! She can't admit it!

She admitted, what would everyone think of her? What would President Shi think of her?

Her eyes couldn't help but look at Shi Boyan. Seeing Shi Boyan, who was still cold and weak, a little bit of anger surged on her expressionless face at this moment.

Her heart sank suddenly.

Shi Zong had misunderstood her, and he must have decided that she was a vicious and mean girl.

All children's details!

She stared at Tong Huan with resentment, all of them were this bitch.

If she hadn't played this recording, she wouldn't have watched her like this.

"Tong Huan, you're too much. I don't care about it anymore when you poured my drink. Why did you make up such a recording to frame me?"

Perhaps because of the rush, Lan Yike did not continue to be the innocent little white flower character, but pointed at Tong Huan's nose angrily and questioned.

Tong Huan put away the coldness around her body, her eyes were plain, and she glanced at Lan Yike from top to bottom, and said:

"Miss Lan, if you are stupid, you should read more. If you really can't read the book, then hide your mental retardation and don't take it out and show it shameful."

She looked at Lan Yike with a joke-looking look.

Every word she said and every look she looked at seemed to shaved Lan Yike's face, so angry that she wanted to break the child's life and feed the dog to the spot.

She shook the phone in her hand, and the recording on it was still playing repeatedly.

It was like millions of knives slashing the ears of the Lan family.

Tong Huan's voice, like a demon's curse, continued to scrape past Lan Yike's ears—

"Have you heard of voiceprints? Do we want to ask a voiceprint expert to help you seek justice?"

Lan Yike spoke with a white face. No matter how much denial she denied, it would only make her situation even more embarrassing and embarrassing.

She stood there, receiving the baptism of everyone's eyes, and her face was burning and painful.

Not only her, Lan's father and mother were also ashamed of her.

"It turns out that Mrs. Lan's tutor is like this, it's really eye-opening."

"I think you, the elder, have stopped teaching the mother. If you teach the mother like this, I may be angry to death as my best friend."

Pei Zhiyi, who was already in anger, spoke first, breaking the strange silence of the scene.
Chapter completed!