C17 How Did You Get That Mole on Your Forehead?

Faang Qin apologized from behind Ye Yajing, "Boss, I told Miss Shen you had a guest, but you did say she could come in anytime."

Hsiang Sibai noticed Su Ke's face turn pale and wished he could send Faang Qin packing immediately.

"Sibai, I'm sorry," Ye Yajing said with feigned regret. "I thought since Miss Su is an acquaintance, I’d just pop in to say hello. I hope I’m not interrupting?"

Hsiang Sibai shook his head and said to Ye Yajing, "Siyi, I need to discuss some matters with Su Ke and Young Master Qin. Could you wait for me in the lounge?"

"I don’t think that’s necessary," Su Ke interjected. "I think it’s perfectly fine for Miss Shen to stay."

Since Ye Yajing entered, Su Ke's demeanor had grown colder. She crossed her arms and casually sat on the sofa, looking effortlessly captivating.

Hsiang Sibai was so frustrated he could have strangled Su Ke, his words practically squeezed through clenched teeth. "Su Ke, don’t even think about it!"

"Oh?" Su Ke chuckled, "Then maybe I should just discuss it directly with Miss Shen?"

Though Ye Yajing wasn’t fully aware of their conversation’s details, she sensed it concerned her. Could it be that her plan to leak information about Su Ke had been exposed?

"Hsiang Sibai," Su Ke said, feeling utterly bored. "You don’t think I’d just sit back after being slandered, do you?"

Su Ke stood up and took a stack of documents from Qin Liang's hand, tossing them in front of Hsiang Sibai.

"Here are the transaction and call records between your Miss Shen and the paparazzi."

"I think once this goes public, an apology won't be the only thing Miss Shen will need to worry about."

"If I remember correctly, Miss Shen has a 'pure and innocent' image in the entertainment industry, right?"

"Doing something like this behind the scenes could be disastrous for an up-and-coming starlet. I think you know that better than I do."

After Su Ke finished speaking, Hsiang Sibai hadn't yet responded when Ye Yajing quickly snatched the documents, tearing them to pieces without even glancing at them.

"Sibai, you have to believe me, I didn't do it."

"Sibai, I have no reason to frame Miss Su. We have no past grievances."

Su Ke almost burst out laughing at this.

"No past grievances?"

"Miss Shen, is your memory failing you? Do you need me to help you recall?"

"Where should we start?"

Su Ke slowly approached Ye Yajing, her commanding presence and striking appearance at 5'6" towering over Ye Yajing's 5'1", creating immense pressure.

"Should we start from when you falsely accused me of stealing at the orphanage, or when you entered the industry and kept using my name to smear me?"

"Or perhaps, let's talk about how you got that beauty mark on your forehead?"

"You're lying!!!"

Ye Yajing screamed, reaching out to scratch Su Ke's face. Her fingers were long, and Su Ke couldn't dodge in time, about to get scratched.

Hsiang Sibai suddenly stepped forward, shielding Su Ke's face with his hand. Pain surged through him as two red marks appeared on his arm.

"Sibai! Sibai!"

Ye Yajing's hands trembled; she had actually hurt Hsiang Sibai.

"Sibai, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Ye Yajing shouted in despair.

"It's all Su Ke! It's all Su Ke! She's framing me! I don't know her! I don't know anything about an orphanage or a birthmark!"

"It's not me! It's not me!"

Ye Yajing was agitated, muttering incoherently.

"Enough!" Hsiang Sibai growled.