“Miss Xiao, please don’t be so upset.” Wang Xiaoke was feeling overwhelmed and never expected to be caught up in this situation. “Let’s figure out how to solve this problem first.”

“How can this be solved when the clothes are ruined like this?” Xiao Ling said angrily.

“What’s going on, Xiao Ling?” Director Zheng, having waited for a while without seeing anyone ready for shooting, came over to ask.

Seeing him approach, Xiao Ling said, “Director Zheng, look at what your assistant has done! She ruined my clothes! How am I supposed to shoot now?” The clothes in her hands were completely ruined with coffee stains.

“Miss Xiao, I told you, I didn’t do this,” Wang Xiaoke replied, clearly trying to defend herself.

“Before you make any conclusions, please don’t be so quick to judge,” Wang Xiaoke said.

Xiao Ling refused to listen to her. “If it wasn’t you, then who else? The only people who have handled these clothes are the two of us.”

From a distance, Feng Ning was coldly watching the argument between them, a slight smile tugging at the corner of her lips.

With a playful attitude, she stepped forward, and in a rare moment of ‘kindness’ to help Wang Xiaoke, she casually said, “Miss Xiao, Xiao Ke is right. Before everything is clear, you shouldn’t be so quick to accuse her.”

“Shut up. Don’t think I don’t know you two are in cahoots. If it wasn’t her, was it you? Or are you two conspiring together to get back at me?” Xiao Ling was seething with anger and spoke unkindly.

Feng Ning watched Xiao Ling’s flustered and furious expression, feeling a sense of satisfaction in her heart. However, her face displayed an expression of innocent grievance, as if she had been wrongly accused. “Miss Xiao, I don’t like hearing you say that. I was only trying to help by reminding you. How can you be so quick to throw accusations?”

Suddenly, as if recalling something, she turned to Wang Xiaoke. “By the way, Xiao Ke, if you want to prove that it wasn’t you, you’ll need evidence to make your case convincing.”

Wang Xiaoke looked at her in confusion. When did this woman become so well-intentioned? However, what she said did make sense, so Wang Xiaoke decided to set her doubts aside for the moment.

She tapped her forehead. “Right, Director Zheng, isn’t there surveillance in the makeup room? We can check the footage and see what happened.”

“I’ll go to the surveillance room right now and pull up the video,” Liu Hai quickly interjected.

A while later, Liu Hai came back with the news, “The surveillance shows everything is normal. There’s no sign of anyone coming near the clothes just now.”

“How is that possible?” Wang Xiaoke was stunned.

“Don’t believe me? You can see for yourself.” Liu Hai brought up the surveillance footage.

The footage clearly showed that, after Wang Xiaoke delivered the clothes, no one approached them within the next half hour. It was evident that the costumes had been deliberately drenched in coffee, creating the mess.

“But that doesn’t prove I did it.” Wang Xiaoke rewound the video to the moment she entered the makeup room and pointed at the costumes in the footage. “Miss Xiao, look here, from this video, you can clearly see that the clothes I handed you were perfectly fine.”

“Not you? Then who else could it be?” Xiao Ling shot suspicious looks around at everyone, her gaze finally landing on Wang Xiaoke’s face. Through gritted teeth, she said, “Even if you didn’t do it, it was your lack of supervision, so the responsibility should still fall on you.”