Chapter 38
Ning Xi was completely done. Before the group outside could burst in, she used her fingers to pry Jiang Sheshe’s eyelids open.
“Come on, let’s settle our internal dispute first. Open your eyes and take a good look. This lipstick case has the initials ‘nx’ on it. A friend gave it to me. Her name is Wen Lu.”
“Yes, the same Wen Lu who was in my group. The same Wen Lu who is the brand ambassador for this lipstick. Do you see it clearly now?”
Jiang Sheshe indeed saw the two letters “nx” on the lipstick case and froze.
Her own lipstick didn’t have any initials on it, so this really wasn’t hers…
[I’m picking up crumbs of expired candy between Ning Xi and Wen Lu! Their group has been disbanded for almost two years, but Lulu and Xixi are still so close!]
[Holy crap, I just remembered that during a game of Truth or Dare, Ning Xi sent ‘I love you’ to someone labeled ‘Little Lu.’ Could that have been Wen Lu?]
Right at that moment, Wen Lu posted on Weibo:
“She’s taking the lipstick I gave her onto a variety show, and she called me her friend. She really does care about me! @Ning Xi”
This Weibo post completely proved Ning Xi’s innocence.
It also pushed the livestream’s popularity to its absolute peak.
Back in the room.
Because Ning Xi and Jiang Sheshe hadn’t opened the door for a long time, the people outside actually kicked it open.
“Sheshe, are you okay!”
Wei Xuan kicked the door open. Seeing Jiang Sheshe lying on the floor with red eyes, a rare flash of anger erupted on his usually gentle face.
He helped Jiang Sheshe up and looked straight at Ning Xi, his tone cold and harsh. “Miss Ning, please behave yourself!”
Fu Zhi followed behind Wei Xuan. Seeing a perfectly fine Ning Xi and then looking at Jiang Sheshe-whose hair was a mess, makeup was ruined, and eyes were swollen…
He silently shrank back toward the door, terrified of being caught in the crossfire of Ning Xi’s wrath.
After all, this girl was getting wilder by the day.
“Xiao Xi, what’s going on? I heard outside that Sheshe lost her lipstick?”
Ning Mingyue’s gaze swept over Jiang Sheshe’s face before landing on Ning Xi.
As Ning Mingyue entered, Xie Lanchen and Shen Yibai also appeared.
Looking at this scene-a big group outing (X) a total hot mess (√)-Ning Xi said gloomily:
“Since it’s already such a hot mess, everyone might as well grab a spoon and dig in.”
Unfortunately, Wei Xuan didn’t understand Ning Xi’s abstract humor and genuinely thought she was being an idiot.
“Miss Ning, don’t you think you owe us an explanation? I know Sheshe has had conflicts with you, but regardless, that’s no excuse for you to go around hitting people,” Wei Xuan said, his voice icy.
Jiang Sheshe sobbed as she tugged at Wei Xuan’s sleeve. “Don’t… don’t say anymore… *hic*…”
She was dying of embarrassment!
Wei Xuan, imagining God knows what, looked at Jiang Sheshe with even more heartache. He said softly, “Don’t be afraid. I will definitely get justice for you.”
Ning Xi actually laughed watching the two of them perform. “How much did you drink to get this wasted? You should’ve at least had some peanuts with your liquor.”
“You want justice?” Xie Lanchen, who had been standing quietly behind the crowd, suddenly spoke up.
Everyone turned toward the sound.
Xie Lanchen chuckled and walked over to Ning Xi’s side with a casual, lazy air.
“What is justice? Does it belong to whoever cries the loudest?”
He then tilted his head to look at Ning Xi. “Personally, I prefer seeing Miss Ning Xi smile. Because if a problem can be solved by crying, I think I… Miss Ning Xi can certainly solve it.”
As soon as he said this, everyone was stunned.
Was Xie Lanchen… speaking up for Ning Xi?
He believed her?
Ning Xi also found this experience quite novel.
She had been misunderstood; the culprit was stammering and failing to explain; and the person who had known her the longest was staying out of it.
Only this man she had just met-someone she had once pegged as a villain-actually said he believed she could handle it.
It turned out that right and wrong really didn’t depend on one’s side, but on one’s heart…
“I do have a way to solve it,” Ning Xi said, giving Xie Lanchen a deep look before smiling.
When she turned back to Wei Xuan, her smile vanished instantly.
“You want justice? Fine. Call the police.”
Wei Xuan choked on his words.
Beside him, Jiang Sheshe was completely bewildered. She just wanted to find her lipstick; how did things escalate to calling the police?
Seeing the atmosphere turn stagnant, Ning Mingyue wanted to say something, but she hesitated and looked at Shen Yibai instead.
“Yibai, what do you think about this? Who do you believe?”
Shen Yibai looked at Ning Xi and Jiang Sheshe in the crowd and said softly:
“It’s not a matter of who I believe. The burden of proof lies with the accuser. We should let Jiang Sheshe speak first.”
At the same time, Ning Xi had already walked over to the camera lens in the room.
“First, let me apologize. I just set a bad example. Everyone in the livestream, remember this: if someone wrongly accuses you, never do what I did at first and try to provide evidence just to keep the peace. If you do, you’ll fall into an endless trap of self-justification.”
“The correct way is to take back the initiative. The burden of proof lies with the accuser. Let them prove you stole something first; otherwise, it’s defamation.”
“Never, ever try to prove that you didn’t do something!”
[‘If someone frames you for eating their food, don’t cut open your stomach to prove your innocence. You should gouge out their eyes and swallow them, so they can see clearly from inside your belly.’]
[The burden of proof lies with the accuser! She’s absolutely right!]
[I was too busy looking at Ning Xi’s face to hear a word she said. 😍]
[Puppy Ning is so cool today!!!]
[Women who dare to dream enjoy the world first. I’m calling her ‘Hubby-sis’ starting now!!!!]
“Jiang Sheshe!”
Ning Xi looked straight at Jiang Sheshe.
Upon hearing her name, Jiang Sheshe shrank into Wei Xuan’s arms, her sobbing quieting down.
Looking at Jiang Sheshe, who didn’t dare to lift her head, Wei Xuan finally sensed that something was wrong.
Given Jiang Sheshe’s usual personality, if she had actually been hit, she would have screamed so the whole world knew she was being wronged.
There was no way she would be huddled in his arms crying so quietly.
“Stop crying. You sound like a boiling teakettle. It’s fake as hell,” Ning Xi mocked.
Jiang Sheshe actually stopped crying.
But she kept her head buried in Wei Xuan’s chest and refused to speak.
Ning Xi ruthlessly yanked her out. “Come on. Tell everyone-did I really take your lipstick?”