She turned on her phone and sent a WeChat message to Yin Yiguo: "Uncle Yin, what happened yesterday was a misunderstanding. I didn't send anything like that to Mrs. Yin."

"I knew there was a misunderstanding. You have always been a good boy, how could you do something like that?" Yin Yiguo quickly replied.

"Did she go to the set yesterday to find you and beat you? Don't worry, Uncle Yin will definitely seek justice for you!"

"Uncle Yin, no need, let me handle this matter. Yesterday, an unknown number sent you a photo, right? Please forward that photo to me."

"Okay, I'll look for it."

Soon, Wen Muyao received the photo.

She stared at the photo for two or three minutes and determined two things -

First, from the shooting point of view, this photo should have been taken near the camera. She remembered that there were Director Chen, Producer Li, and a lighting engineer standing next to the camera at that time.

Second, the pixels of the photo are very high-definition, and the picture looks a bit dirtier than the real scene. It was obviously taken with the rear camera of Apple's original camera.

In her impression, Producer Li used a certain domestic brand of mobile phone, while Director Chen and the lighting artist both used Apple phones.

But under the threat of Mrs. Yin, Director Chen would definitely not dare to leak the incident, so she was basically certain that the person who took the photo was the lighting artist.

"Director Chen, do you have Liu Lei's contact information? I have something to ask him."

Liu Lei is the name of the lighting engineer. He is about thirty years old and has an ordinary appearance. I think he is a quite honest person. I didn't expect that he would dare to do such a thing.

"Bang--"

After Wen Muyao sent Director Chen a WeChat message, she waited patiently, but before the WeChat message came, the door was suddenly pushed open.

She thought it was Twinkle and Xiao Yao who had left and returned, but when she looked up, it was Mrs. Yin.

"You're still here!" Mrs. Yin said angrily as soon as she came in, "You did such a vicious thing, you deserved to fall down the stairs, but you are still in the hospital with peace of mind! Do you still want to be embarrassed?"

Wen Muyao was furious: "You open your mouth and shut up just to call others vicious and shameless. Is this the kind of training Mrs. Yin has when she is the mistress of a wealthy family?"

"What do you mean, you say I'm uneducated?"

Mrs. Yin walked to the bedside and looked at her with hatred.

"You're just a living thing, but you still have the nerve to accuse me of my accomplishments? How dare you!"

"..."

Wen Muyao clenched his fists.

It was because of the four words "living under someone else's fence" that she did not dare to speak out when she was wronged by the Yin family in those years.

She understands the truth of taking advantage of others' short hands and taking advantage of others' short mouth.

However, she is different now than before.

"You don't have to tell me how to live under someone else's roof. I'm very grateful to you and your wife for taking me in. But five years ago, I paid all the expenses I spent living in your house back to Yin Xiao. I don't owe you anything.

.”

"Did you return it to Yin Xiao?" Mrs. Yin didn't believe it at all and smiled coldly.

"Do you know how much it cost to feed you, clothe you and go to school in those years? It was at least hundreds of thousands! At that time, you were a young girl who had just graduated. What did you pay back?"

“I earned it through work-study during college!”

"Haha! Work-study program? How much money can a student earn? Do you think I'm a fool? You can't follow your mother's example and sell it, right?"

"..."

Almost instantly, all the blood in his body rushed to the top of his head.

Without thinking, Wen Muyao picked up the teacup next to her and smashed it at her feet: "Shut up!"

"..."

The hot tea splashed onto Mrs. Yin's leather shoes and skirt. It didn't hurt, but she felt deeply insulted.
Chapter completed!