"You... You had someone imitate my voice and recorded it, didn't you? You... You're so despicable!" said Kong Ziyin as she reassured herself that she had tampered with everything back then. They would not have found anything if they checked the hospital records.
Ling Yiran was just bluffing!
Ling Yiran said bluntly, "Whether it's an imitation of your own voice, we can find out by comparing the voiceprints. Kong Ziyin, I dare to say this today because I have enough evidence to prove that you're not the one who donated the bone marrow!"
When Ling Yiran finished speaking, she looked at Ye Wenming again. "Ye Wenming, you think you're retaliating against Sis Zhuo to give yourself and the Ye family justice, but Sis Zhuo is innocent. Perhaps you may never redeem yourself for the crime you've committed against her!"
Ling Yiran turned around and walked out of the ward with Yi Jinli. Meanwhile, all of Yi Jinli's subordinates in the ward also left.
Ye Wenming was in a trance. His mind was replaying the scene of Zhuo Qianyun being forced to kneel on the floor while having her head pressed against it.
She had said... "Ye Wenming, I never knew I could hate a person so much. I’ll hate you for the rest of my life!"
'She hates me! She hates me!
'If she was the one who donated her bone marrow to save and gave me a second life back then, then what… What I 'repaid' her with...'
He could hardly bring himself to continue with that train of thought.
Kong Ziyin unconsciously tugged at the blanket with her hands, trying to suppress the guilt. She said nervously, "Of course... it was me. How could it be Zhuo Qianyun?"
"Was it... really you?" The words were almost squeezed out of Ye Wenming's mouth. "Ziyin, you should know I hate being fooled. If Ling Yiran has falsely accused you, I'll do anything to clear your name even if she has Yi Jinli behind her! But... if what she said is true, then..."
"It... It was me!" Kong Ziyin was so scared she immediately interrupted him. "Wenming, you and I have been together for so many years. Would you rather trust an outsider than me?"
Ye Wenming slowly closed his eyes, hiding the redness in them. "Really? Ziyin, I hope... you're telling the truth."
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