Fierce Ex-wife: President, Please Be Careful

Chapter 791 - Avenging Her Sister (1)

Chapter 791: Avenging Her Sister (1)

When Zhao Youming heard the girl’s accusation, his face immediately changed. He turned to the former master and cried out, “Grandfather, I’m Innocent! I don’t even know this woman, let alone her sister. I really didn’t know anything about this. I’m the victim!”

“You!” The girl saw Zhao Youming feigning ignorance. When she remembered that she shared a 70-80% resemblance to her sister, she grew even more furious.

“You don’t know me. Yes, you don’t know me, but you can recognize this face, right? Don’t tell me that you’ve already forgotten. Could you so easily dismiss the woman you killed, my sister, Yao Qingyan!”

When he suddenly heard the name Yao Qingyan, Zhao Youming’s body trembled. Although it was only for a moment, he was still caught by Zhao Youlin and the others.

The former master and the others’ faces turned cold. They now knew that the person in front of them was the sister of the girl who died.

Zhao Youming pursed his lips. Just as he was struggling to answer this question, the former master had already rounded upon him. “Do you know Yao Qingyan?”

Zhao Youming’s body trembled. He opened his mouth to say that he didn’t know her, but the former master raised his voice. “Tell me the truth.”

Zhao Youming’s expression changed slightly. He bit his lip and said, “I... do know her, but I’m not familiar with her.”

“Not familiar?” The former master frowned and looked at Zhao Youming more inquisitively.

The former master’s eyes met Zhao Youming’s without any warning. Zhao Youming’s heart couldn’t help but tremble. He felt that the former master’s eyes were too sharp, as if he could see through his own eyes to discern the true thoughts in his heart. It sent chills down his spine.

Zhao Youming subconsciously tightened his hands by his side. He forced himself to calm down. “Yes... Yes, Yao Qingyan and I are just classmates from the same school. We only met a few times because of public classes. I really don’t understand why this person would say that I caused her sister’s death. This is truly unreasonable.”

“How can you be so shameless?!” When the girl, Yao Qingtao, heard Zhao Youming describe the relationship between him and her sister as such... she immediately exploded in anger. She quickly walked forward and tried to kick Zhao youming, but was dragged back by Zhao Youlin and Han Yichen, who had come to help. She had no choice but to stand on the spot and stare at Zhao Youming with bloodshot eyes.

Zhao Youming endured it and eventually turned his face away, not looking at the girl’s murderous glare.

The former master’s eyes flashed when he heard Zhao Youming’s explanation, but there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He continued to ask, “So Miss Yao Qingyan truly passed away?”

“Yes... Yes. However, her death had nothing to do with me. She seemingly jumped down from the building to commit suicide. Although I was there, I was at most a bystander. Because someone died, almost all the students in the school knew about it. Many people can testify that it was Yao Qingyan who jumped off the building on her own accord and committed suicide. It had nothing to do with me. Although I don’t know why Miss Yao inexplicably blamed me for this, I feel truly wronged.”

As Zhao Youming spoke, he unconsciously turned his head to look at the hand that Zhao Youlin and Yao Qingtao were holding, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

“You’re lying!” As soon as Zhao Youming finished speaking, Yao Qingtao interrupted him in anger, “You’re lying. It was clearly you. It was you who pushed my sister down from the school building. It’s you, the murderer! It’s you!” Yao Qingtao’s agitated accusation shocked everyone present.

Zhao Youming looked at her and suddenly calmed down. He said, “Miss Yao, please pay attention to your words. Everything depends on evidence. You don’t have any evidence, but you keep saying that I killed your sister. If you do that, I can go to the court and sue you for defamation.”

“Who... who said I don’t have evidence? I have evidence!” When Yao Qingtao said this, everyone, including Zhao Youlin, was stunned.

Then, everyone watched helplessly as Yao Qingtao broke away from Zhao Youlin and Han Yichen’s hands and took out a stack of photos from her wide pants pocket.

“It’s just a few photos. How would it count as... evidence?” Before Zhao Youming could finish his sentence, the contents of the photos turned him pale white.

There were only three figures in the small photo. He and two girls. One of the girls was indeed somewhat similar to Yao Qingtao who was right in front of him. She must be the sister mentioned, Yao Qingyan.

At the beginning of the photo, there was a scene of three people fighting. It looked like two women fighting over a man. After that, Zhao Youming grabbed Yao Qingyan’s hand with a dark face, and the other girl escaped.

Yao Qingyan roared angrily. Zhao Youming’s face was also very ugly. It was impossible to see what the two of them said in the photo, but it spoke volumes of the scene at that time.

After the woman left, Yao Qingyan and Zhao Youming still argued. Both of them seemed to have lost control of their emotions. Yao Qingyan turned around and wanted to leave, but Zhao Youming grabbed her hand and pulled her back. He dragged her to the balcony in the corridor and pressed her down on the balcony as if he had said something to her. Then, the two of them began to push each other.

At this moment, the climax came. When the two of them were pushing each other, Zhao Youming suddenly grabbed Yao Qingyan’s neck fiercely. He actually wanted to strangle her to death. Yao Qingyan struggled with all her might. In the end, she snatched a flower pot from the side and hit Zhao youming’s shoulder a few times. Zhao Youming let go in pain and was able to escape.

Unfortunately, she was dragged back by Zhao Youming before she could go far. The two of them continued to push each other. Then, Zhao Youming forcefully pushed Yao Qingyan down from the balcony.

There was also a close-up in the photo. As Yao Qingyan was about to fall, she had grabbed Zhao Youming’s sleeve. However, Zhao Youming had no intention of helping her. He even brushed her hand off and coldly watched Yao Qingyan fall from the building.

The last photo was of Yao Qingyan’s mangled appearance when she fell to the ground. More than 20 photos fully recreated all the scenes on the day of the incident. The evidence was conclusive, and there was not even the slightest room for rebuttal.

When they saw the last photo, they all frowned at the same time. They looked at Zhao Youming with a strange expression.

Duan Yarong could not help but gasp. She looked at Zhao Youming as if he was a monster.

Yao Qingtao looked at the photos with tears in her eyes. Her eyes were bloodshot. “What else do you have to say?”