Upon hearing this, Cheng Yue glanced indifferently at Ye Huanhuan sitting to the side and shook her head, saying:
“Principal, I wasn’t there at the time.”
Hearing this answer, Ye Huanhuan felt a chill in her heart and couldn't help but question Cheng Yue: "Cheng Yue, why did you lie?"
Cheng Yue looked at Ye Huanhuan expressionlessly, with a hint of disappointment and anger hidden in her eyes, which was completely different from her usual demeanor.
"Ye Huanhuan, who lied first?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Huanhuan was taken aback. She was somewhat confused about what Cheng Yue meant by those words.
Tang Yi stood to the side, emanating an invisible pressure, and coldly asked:
"Cheng Yue, as Ye Huanhuan's friend, since you know the truth, why do you choose to hide it?"
Cheng Yue gritted her teeth, as if she had made up her mind, "I didn't lie. The reason I didn't say anything is because I didn't want to testify for Ye Huanhuan."
"Why?" Ye Huanhuan's eyes widened; she didn't understand why Cheng Yue would say that.
Cheng Yue's voice trembled slightly, "Ye Huanhuan, you know perfectly well what's going on. Ask yourself honestly, do you really consider me a friend?"
"I……"
Ye Huanhuan was speechless.
Yes, she never considered Cheng Yue a friend. Cheng Yue had asked her many times if she was really the heiress of the Ye Group that was all over the internet, and she had always denied it.
Cheng Yue took a deep breath and continued, "Since you've never considered me a friend, why should I help you? I hate hypocrites like you!" With that, Cheng Yue turned and left the principal's office.
Ye Huanhuan stood there blankly, her heart filled with regret and self-blame.
Seeing her distraught state, Tang Yi put his arm around her shoulder with heartache and gently comforted her, "Don't be sad, it's not your fault."
Seeing this, the principal quickly tried to smooth things over: "Alright, alright, Ye Huanhuan, I will investigate this matter further. Don't worry, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."
Tang Yi gave the principal a cold look: "I hope so. If this matter is not handled well, don't blame me for being impolite."
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