Zhan Xiaojun frowned. "Yang Yizhi, calm down. Think carefully about what to do next, how to identify Ning Chen and earn merit. I'll help you find a good lawyer, and you also have to pay the price you deserve for poisoning someone."
As a friend, this was all she could do.
As an adult, Yang Yizhi, regardless of whether she was deceived or not, had already committed a mistake and had to pay for it.
Hearing this, Yang Yizhi's eyes turned red, and she looked at Zhan Xiaojun with intense hatred and jealousy.
"Zhan Xiaojun, you're so hypocritical!"
"You never considered me your friend!"
"If you considered me your friend, you wouldn't have stood by and watched, nor would you have sent me to prison! You would have begged Ning Yecheng to spare me! But you're telling me to go to jail and pay the price! I truly know you today!"
Suddenly, Yang Yizhi seemed to realize something, shaking her head. "No, no..."
Seeing Yang Yizhi speaking incoherently, Zhan Xiaojun looked at Ning Yecheng. "I'm going in first."
If she stayed, Yang Yizhi's emotions would only become more extreme.
Just as she turned to leave, Yang Yizhi suddenly screamed.
"No, no, I know what's wrong!"
"Zhan Xiaojun, stop!"
Yang Yizhi called out Zhan Xiaojun's name loudly.
"No, no, I shouldn't call you Zhan Xiaojun. Who are you? Where is the real Zhan Xiaojun now?"
"How did I not think of this before? Ning Chen said you can shoot arrows, understand feng shui, and play the guzheng. I thought he was believing some rumor because no one knows you better than I do. We grew up together, you were always with me, how could you know these things? No one in the village knows these things!"
Yang Yizhi knew she had discovered a significant secret. This wasn't random speculation but something with evidence.
"Old Mrs. Ning told me you don't just know these things, you also know medicine! So you're not Zhan Xiaojun, you're definitely not Zhan Xiaojun!"
Zhan Xiaojun's spine stiffened at this.
She had actually anticipated her identity being guessed, as she and the original owner were not the same person.
But she hadn't expected her identity to be exposed now.
And the one exposing her identity was Yang Yizhi.
She looked at Ning Yecheng.
Ning Yecheng's gaze was deep, his thin lips slightly pursed.
Seemingly sensing her gaze, he looked towards her.
His expression was gentle. "Leave it to me."
Zhan Xiaojun's heart stirred. She knew she couldn't hide it from him anyway.
"Ning Yecheng, Hahahaha, everyone who knows you in Yancheng fears you. You're so powerful, yet you were still deceived! The person you're marrying is a liar, a complete fraud, and possibly a murderer. I suspect the real Zhan Xiaojun is dead, so she might be an assassin sent by someone to kill you. Why don't you kill her quickly!"
"Ning Yecheng was deceived by a liar! Hahahaha!"
Yang Yizhi knew her outcome would be miserable.
Her life was over!
She had only planned to poison an old lady, exchanging an old woman for her bright future. It seemed like a fair deal.
But she hadn't expected to be tricked by Ning Chen!
She had been terribly deceived by Ning Chen!
Zhan Xiaojun walked up to Yang Yizhi and slightly lifted her clothes.
There was a nail-sized red birthmark on her waist.
It looked like a small red butterfly that had been tattooed.
This was a birthmark she had since birth.
In the original owner's memories, Yang Yizhi had really liked her birthmark and had even gone to a tattoo artist. Only then did she realize that the color and texture couldn't be replicated by a tattoo artist.
In other words, there was no one else in the world with such a birthmark.
"See? I am Zhan Xiaojun."
Her fate and the original owner's seemed destined to intertwine.
Perhaps the original owner was her past life, or a segment of her life.
They were both named Zhan Xiaojun.
Ning Yecheng's eyes were deep as he looked at Zhan Xiaojun proving her identity. He still said nothing.
Yang Yizhi's expression changed drastically.
She looked at the birthmark on Zhan Xiaojun's waist in disbelief. "How is that possible? The Zhan Xiaojun I knew wasn't this capable. She was always brainless. How can you be Zhan Xiaojun?"
"You were lying to me before?"
"Pretending to be foolish in front of me?"
"No, no, you couldn't have such deep scheming. Why would you lie to me?"
"No..."
"Tell me, since you are Zhan Xiaojun, why didn't you save me? Why didn't you let me go? Why do you want me to pay the price? If you don't let me go, you're not Zhan Xiaojun!"
Yang Yizhi's gaze towards Zhan Xiaojun slowly changed.
It began to become pleading.
"You can't send me to prison. I'm so young, I'm still an influencer, I can have a better life! Didn't you save Old Mrs. Ning? Isn't she fine now? She's so old, even if something happened, you can't make me pay with my life. The one who should pay with her life is Ning Chen! My bright future can't be ruined like this!"
"Zhan Xiaojun, hurry up and save me! Save me!"
"Zhan Xiaojun, didn't you say you wanted to open a shop with me? Let's open it now, okay? No, I'll be your servant. I'll kneel and serve you every day, okay? Will you be satisfied then?"
Seeing Yang Yizhi increasingly losing control of her emotions and revealing her true nature, Zhan Xiaojun spoke softly. "You still haven't realized your mistake. If Grandma Ning hadn't encountered me today, you would have caused her to never wake up. Even though I saved her today, the poison still caused her great harm, and her lifespan will be reduced by several years."
"You could have chosen other options. You didn't have to choose to poison someone, but you chose to do Ning Chen's bidding."
"Yang Yizhi, I can't help you with this matter. You're on your own."
After speaking, Zhan Xiaojun left.
Yang Yizhi's eyes widened. She looked at the resolute Zhan Xiaojun and, thinking of the fate that awaited her, her eyes turned red.
Yes.
This was the fate she chose out of vanity.
It was her being used.
It was her selfishness, wanting to use others' lives to achieve her goals.
It was her choosing the wrong path.
Ning Yecheng gave instructions to someone beside him. "Record her confession, take a video. Once the evidence is obtained, sever the tendons in the hand that administered the poison."
Yang Yizhi stared at the cruel Ning Yecheng in shock. "You! I'm Zhan Xiaojun's friend! You can't sever my tendons, you can't turn me into a cripple!"
"You should be grateful you were her former friend. Otherwise, you would have been thrown into the sea to feed the fish right now." Ning Yecheng's dark, bottomless eyes looked at Yang Yizhi as if she were already dead.
A dead person who shouldn't waste his time.
However, with Xiaojun here, he would spare this woman's life.