A hint of pleasure flashed in Feng Yanyan's eyes.
Wu Huaiqing looks down on her, so she'll make him and the woman he loves go to hell together.
If Feng Yanyan can't have something, she'd rather destroy it than let another woman have it.
Fang Qiaoqiao rushed over and was about to slap Feng Yanyan's mouth, "You're talking nonsense. Yu Yao and Comrade Wu are siblings. They don't have any improper relationship as you're saying."
"Brother and sister? Do you think we'd believe that?"
Feng Yanyan sneered, "This lady, I know you have a good relationship with Yu Yao and want to help her get away with it, but please come up with a better reason, not this kind of easily exposed excuse."
“Qiaoqiao is right,” Yu Yao said, looking at the gazes that were all looking at her. “To be precise, Manager Wu is my cousin, and my mother, Wu Wanying, is his aunt. We are proper cousins.”
People around them were whispering.
"Are they really siblings? She doesn't seem to be lying."
“I don’t think Yu Yao is that kind of person. I’ve seen her make sweet soup, and she’s really good at it, better than many experienced chefs.”
"If she and Manager Wu are really siblings, then it confirms what Team Leader Feng said: Manager Wu must have helped her cheat."
Opinions varied; some believed, some did not.
The older women in the pre-processing workshop were the first to step forward, saying, "We believe in Yu Yao. She wouldn't lie, much less cheat."
“With her abilities, there’s no need for her to cheat.” Tao Xueying and the others from the sugar water workshop also stepped forward.
Most of the onlookers were people from the fruit canning workshop who had heard about Yu Yao's abilities before. After some people stepped forward to support her, more people chose to believe in her.
Seeing that something was wrong and her first plan had failed, Feng Yanyan came up with another: "You, Yu Yao, cheated!"
"Even if you and Wu Huaiqing aren't in a romantic relationship, you're still siblings, so you have a strong motive to cheat. Who can prove that you didn't cheat during the canned food development competition?"
At that moment, a strong and resounding voice came from behind the crowd: "I can vouch for her!"
"Who do you think you are to vouch for her?" Feng Yanyan retorted instinctively, turning to look at the person who had spoken.
Upon recognizing the person, her face turned deathly pale: "Factory...Factory Director?"
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