By the time the video ended, Ling Xi's face had turned almost deathly pale.
Several times, he wanted to go over and stop it, but the prison guard standing nearby fixed him with a stern stare. He did not even dare move his feet.
Qin Zaiye looked up from the screen, his face expressionless and his voice cold as snow. "This is what you called harassment?"
"Zaiye, how can you believe them?" Tears welled uncontrollably in Ling Xi's eyes, his face filled with anxiety and despair. "Ji Yanzhi's company could fabricate any number of videos like this. How could you..."
Ji Yanzhi could no longer contain himself. His gaze cut into Ling Xi like a blade. "Whatever Ji Ting's faults, his feelings for you were always genuine. Was there anything you wanted that he didn't give you? He even laid his dignity beneath your feet, and you didn't just trample it-you spat on him, too."
"Ling Xi, you truly disgust me."
Faced with his condemnation, Ling Xi trembled and shouted, "You keep saying he gave me everything, but before he gave it to me, did he ever ask whether I even wanted it?!"
As soon as he finished, Ji Ting spoke without a trace of emotion. "Then did you refuse all that money and those luxury goods?"
"I never asked you for any of it! You forced it all on me!"
Ji Ting looked at him impassively. "Then give it all back."
Ling Xi froze, his face flushing and paling by turns. For a long while, he could not force out a single word.
Just then, Qin Zaiye suddenly laughed.
The laugh was brief and dry, every line of his face filled with mockery and contempt for himself.
He had been utterly stupid. He had believed everything Ling Xi said