You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

Thinking of this, Ye Qingru took a deep breath and continued in a trembling voice, "As for the piano pedals, how could a girl like me have the strength to damage a piano?"

"Jiang Che, I know my sister is your girlfriend, but you can't help her slander me in public just because your girlfriend doesn't get along with me."

The noise from the audience grew even louder.

Everyone was initially shocked that Su Qinghe was actually Ye Qingru's sister.

Twin sisters vying for one man? What a juicy scoop!

At the same time, many people began to think that Jiang Che might really be being aggressive.

Ye Qingru raised her hand to wipe away non-existent tears from the corner of her eye, taking the opportunity to secretly observe the reactions of those around her out of the corner of her eye.

Seeing that many people were starting to switch sides with her, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that my words did have a significant effect.

If we persist a little longer and insist that she came here to retrieve something, then in the end, this matter will have no choice but to be dropped.

Unless Jiang Che has a way to conjure up a surveillance video from the dressing room out of thin air.

Obviously, this is impossible.

Ye Qingru was only focused on being immersed in her own smugness at this moment.

But she didn't notice at all that Jiang Che, who was standing on the stage, was looking at her with the eyes of someone looking at a clown.

"Is Senior Ye finished speaking?"

"That's all."

Ye Qingru raised her head, her eyes meeting Jiang Che's gaze with confidence.

"Now that you've finished speaking, it's my turn to talk."

"Senior Ye, I have a question for you."

The previously noisy discussions below the stage gradually quieted down.

Jiang Che smiled calmly, asking with a hint of amusement, "You've been emphasizing that you didn't damage Su Qinghe's dress, right?"

"Yes," Ye Qingru replied stiffly.

Jiang Che then asked, "You said you didn't tamper with the piano, right?"

"That's right." Ye Qingru's voice sounded inexplicably weak.

Jiang Che's smile slowly faded, and his eyes suddenly sharpened: "That's strange. When did I ever mention that Qinghe's dress had a problem?"

Ye Qingru's pupils suddenly contracted.

The audience members were all taken aback.

Jiang Che took a step forward, his voice aggressive: "After I went on stage, I only mentioned that you and Zhou Lei sneaked backstage and damaged the piano pedals."

"Moreover, Su Qinghe's dress never had any problems on stage from beginning to end. Apart from her, me, the three girls in her dormitory, and the makeup artist I hired, no one else knew that her dress was damaged."

The audience was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

"Since you keep insisting you're innocent, how do you know Su Qinghe's dress has been tampered with?"

Ye Qingru's lips completely lost their color.

Her mind went blank, with only one thought echoing wildly: It's over.

It's really over.

In her panic, she was only focused on making excuses for herself and didn't realize that she had let something slip.

Jiang Che hasn't mentioned the dress at all since he took the stage!

The audience only knew that the foot pedal was damaged, and had no idea that the dress zipper had been cut backstage.

However, she took the initiative to mention that she hadn't damaged Su Qinghe's dress.

Isn't this a voluntary confession?

All the audience members who were initially wavering now stared wide-eyed.

"Holy crap... So, Ye Qingru really did all this?!"

"What the hell? With that level of intelligence, they're trying to outsmart people?"

"How did this good-for-nothing who can't even cover up a lie become a student council member?"

In an instant, the audience, who had been somewhat swayed by Ye Qingru's lies, were now all filled with indignation and frantically condemning Ye Qingru.

Ye Qingru's legs went weak, her body went out of control, and she staggered back two steps.

Finally, he lost his balance and fell to the ground with a thud.

Tears finally streamed down my face.

This time it wasn't acting; Ye Qingru was genuinely crying because she was so stupid.

She never imagined that the lie she had carefully crafted for so long and so perfectly would be exposed by her own words!

Jiang Che looked at her coldly, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

He felt that what he was doing was not excessive at all for Ye Qingru.

It could even be described as extremely kind.

If they hadn't noticed anything amiss with the dress today, if Qinghe hadn't checked the piano pedals before her performance.

Losing the competition is a minor matter; the serious issue is that she might accidentally expose herself and lose her composure in front of hundreds or thousands of people.

"You just asked where a girl gets the strength to destroy a piano, right?"

"Then I'd like to ask Senior Ye, where did a girl get the nerve to sneak backstage in the middle of the night, cut the zipper of someone's dress, and break the piano pedal?"

Jiang Che took a step forward, looking down at Ye Qingru: "All you think about is her clothes slipping down in front of everyone when she goes on stage, exposing herself in public."

"You're only thinking about making her look bad on stage and getting the judges to give her a low score."

"You want to ruin her reputation, make her lose face in front of the entire school, and make her never have the face to show her face at school again."

Jiang Che's voice grew louder with each sentence, every word resounding with conviction.

"I've never seen a girl with such a vicious mind before."

The audience was silent.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines after hearing Jiang Che's words.

Yes, if Su Qinghe had worn that tampered dress on stage today, she might have accidentally exposed herself in front of everyone.

Just thinking about that scene is terrifying.

How much psychological trauma must a girl suffer from experiencing something like this in public?

One student muttered quietly, "Wouldn't this already qualify as intentional assault?"

"This is perverted! How could Ye Qingru be so disgusting?"

Jiang Che raised the microphone, his voice suddenly rising: "Ye Qingru, do you think what you did was merely a violation of the rules?"

You're wrong.

"What you've done is vandalism, malicious damage to other people's property, and intentional assault in a public place!"

"Your behavior, at best, is morally reprehensible; at worst, it could constitute a criminal offense!"

"Student council officer? You think you're worthy?"

"A Peking University student? You dare to challenge me?"

Jiang Che's last few words exploded like thunder in the auditorium.

The next second, a deep, aged voice came from the front row—

"Well said."

All eyes turned to that direction.

Suddenly, Zhang Weicheng, the vice president of Peking University, appeared at the competition venue. He had a full head of silver hair and a solemn expression.