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Jiang Ye's voice was deep and cold, carrying a chilling murderous aura.

"Shen Qinghan, you keep accusing me of soliciting prostitutes."

"Then why don't you ask this seemingly affectionate Mr. Gu beside you what exactly happened that night?!"

Jiang Ye approached Gu Zimo step by step.

"Gu Ziming, do you dare to swear in front of all the guests that you have absolutely nothing to do with that matter?!"

Gu Ziming was forced to retreat repeatedly by Jiang Ye's terrifying aura. His face turned pale, his lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

"I...I don't know what you're talking about! You...you're making baseless accusations!"

"have no idea?"

Jiang Ye laughed in extreme anger.

He took his phone directly from the inside pocket of his suit jacket.

"Since Young Master Gu has such a bad memory, then I'll help you recall it properly!"

Jiang Ye tapped the screen a few times with his long, slender fingers, turning the phone's volume up to maximum.

next second.

A clear telephone recording suddenly rang out in the deathly silent banquet hall.

"Is everything settled?"

The familiar voice of Gu Ziming could be heard in the recording, but his tone was tinged with ruthlessness and scheming.

"Don't worry, Young Master Gu, the drug has been put in his drink. The woman has also been arranged to go to the room," a strange man's voice replied obsequiously.

"Very good." Gu Ziming sneered. "Remember, at 10 PM sharp tonight, call the police to raid the brothel! I want the police to catch him and that woman in bed! I want to ruin his reputation and make Qinghan give up on him completely! After it's done, I will transfer the remaining 500,000 yuan to your overseas account."

The recording has finished playing.

Jiang Ye expressionlessly put his phone back in his pocket.

Immediately afterwards, he pulled up the photos on his phone.

"This is the bank statement from your overseas account, Gu Ziming, showing a transfer of 5,000 yuan to that escort!"

"And the confession signed by that escort girl!"

Jiang Ye abruptly turned his head, his gaze fixed intently on the completely dumbfounded Shen Qinghan, and said, word by word:

"Shen Qinghan, open your eyes wide and see clearly!"

"That time you so firmly believed you were soliciting prostitutes was nothing but a carefully orchestrated scheme by this hypocrite beside you, designed to break us up and seize your Shen family's assets!"

boom!

With Jiang Ye's resounding confrontation and the presentation of irrefutable evidence.

The entire banquet hall fell into a deathly silence.

The entire audience was stunned.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the evidence on the ground, then at Gu Ziming, who was ashen-faced and swaying precariously.

After a brief period of deathly silence.

A deafening murmur, like a tsunami, suddenly erupted from the crowd.

. . . .

The recording, the photos, and the glaring confession were like resounding slaps to Shen Qinghan and Gu Ziming's faces, tearing their hypocritical facade to shreds.

Shen Qinghan stood there dumbfounded, her face alternating between pale and flushed, filled with embarrassment, shame, and disbelief...

A complex mix of emotions clung to her face, making her otherwise exquisite makeup look particularly comical and distorted.

She turned her head sharply and stared intently at Gu Ziming, who was trembling and pale beside her, with a strange, even hateful gaze.

Only at this moment did she finally see the true face of this man!

All that talk of gentleness and refinement, of deep affection and devotion, it's all an act! He's a despicable scoundrel who will stop at nothing to achieve his goals, even resorting to such underhanded tactics to frame others!

However, her strong sense of self-esteem and long-standing prejudice against Jiang Ye led Shen Qinghan to try to grasp at the last straw to cover up her foolishness after her brief breakdown.

She turned her head abruptly, her eyes red, staring intently at Jiang Ye, and questioned him in a sharp voice:

"Since you have evidence! Since you were framed! Then why didn't you explain to me back then?!"

Shen Qinghan screamed hysterically like a drowning person, as if she could alleviate her guilt by blaming Jiang Ye.

"You know perfectly well how much this bothers me! You know how devastated I am by this! Why don't you say a word and just watch us get divorced?!"

Hearing Shen Qinghan's counter-accusation question.

Jiang Ye was clearly taken aback.

He looked at the woman in front of him who was still trying to shirk responsibility, and a deep sadness and speechlessness flashed in his eyes.

"Didn't I explain that?"

"Shen Qinghan, is there something wrong with your memory? Or are you simply not taking my words seriously at all?"

"The night the accident happened, you were on a business trip in the US, participating in some kind of project. Because of the time difference, I called you more than a dozen times but you didn't answer."

"Later, I spent a lot of money to hire a private investigator to find out the truth and obtain this evidence. I immediately packaged all the recordings, photos, and transaction records and sent them to your personal work email!"

"I clearly stated in the email that I was framed; it was Gu Ziming who set me up! I'm telling you to call me back immediately after you see this email!"

"Now you're asking me why I didn't explain?!"

I heard the word "email".

Gu Ziming, who was standing to the side, suddenly felt his legs go weak and almost collapsed to the ground.

The panic in his eyes was completely undisguised, and cold sweat poured down his forehead like a waterfall.

"No...no! Qinghan, don't listen to his nonsense! He didn't send any emails at all! He's lying to you!" Gu Ziming argued incoherently, reaching out to pull Shen Qinghan.

"Get out of my way!"

Shen Qinghan flung Gu Ziming's hand away, her hands trembling as she pulled her phone from her exquisite handbag.

Her breathing became rapid, and her fingers trembled uncontrollably from excessive tension.

Open the email app.

The inbox was filled with all sorts of work emails, but Jiang Ye's name was nowhere to be found.

Just as a sliver of hope rose in Shen Qinghan's heart, Jiang Ye's cold voice rang out again.

"Check your spam folder."

Shen Qinghan's fingers suddenly stopped.

She swallowed hard and opened the "spam" folder, which she almost never looked at.

The screen refreshed.

next second.

An email from "Jiang Ye," dated two years ago, with a huge attachment, was found prominently displayed in the spam folder!

Furthermore, the email status shows as: read!

Shen Qinghan's brain buzzed, as if a thunderbolt had exploded in her mind.

With trembling fingers, she opened the email.

Inside were the electronic versions of the evidence that Jiang Ye had just thrown on the ground!

"This...how is this possible..."

Shen Qinghan muttered to himself, his face as pale as paper.

She suddenly remembered that on the night she was on a business trip in the US, she couldn't sleep because of jet lag, and Gu Ziming happened to bring her a late-night snack to her hotel room. During that time, she took a shower, leaving her phone on the coffee table outside.

When she came out of the shower, Gu Ziming was holding her phone, saying he was checking the time for her.

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It was Gu Ziming!

He secretly deleted the SOS email Jiang Ye sent while he was taking a shower and moved it to the trash can!

He personally extinguished Jiang Ye's last glimmer of hope, and he personally pushed Shen Qinghan into this abyss of no return!

Shen Qinghan was dumbfounded again.