Seeing Xiao Ying dare to mention what happened back then, Qiao Yanze's eyes instantly darkened. He grabbed Xiao Ying's slender neck, the vein on his forehead twitching. "You still dare mention what happened back then? Don't tell me that it was your substitute who died back then!"
It started becoming hard for Xiao Ying to breathe with her throat grabbed. She didn't stop him, letting him grab her until she started to suffocate. Her face flushed red. "That's right. The one that died is the substitute!"
Qiao Yanze chuckled coldly, thinking that it was ridiculous. his hold on her neck tightened. "You actually came up with such a lie in order to clear your name!"
Xiao Ying felt like she was about to suffocate, but she never struggled against his hold. She closed her eyes and said weakly, "You might not believe me if I say it, but I have the right to tell you the truth."