Ji Fei’s straightforward response left Yu Xin momentarily stunned, but she quickly adjusted her expression. “Oh, big sister, I really don’t mind. It’s just a bracelet, and it’s gone now. It’s no big deal.”

“Ah, so the plan is to keep throwing dirt and make Qin Jiaxi seem guilty with no way to defend herself?” Ji Fei’s thoughts were brimming with anger as she calmly dismantled Yu Xin’s pretense.

“Oh, what a noble statement,” Ji Fei said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “You ‘don’t mind,’ but that just makes everyone assume Jiaxi stole it, right? You’re just not pursuing it, isn’t that it?”

Yu Xin’s face darkened. Qin Jiaxi, finally realizing what was happening, looked around at the crowd. The looks on their faces confirmed it—Yu Xin’s carefully crafted words had successfully painted her as the thief that Yu Xin “graciously” forgave.

For the first time, Qin Jiaxi truly understood why she had always been unable to defend herself against Yu Xin. It wasn’t that Yu Xin directly attacked her—she never openly insulted her. But her words always manipulated others into hating her. Qin Jiaxi had thought for the longest time that she was just inherently unlikable. But now…

She glared at Yu Xin, her voice trembling with anger. “You knew the bracelet was mine! I could never have stolen your things. You did this on purpose!”

Su Ze immediately stepped in, his face contorted with anger. “Jiaxi, what are you doing? How could you think so maliciously about someone else?”