Xue Murong's words had gotten this far, and Mu Anran couldn't help but furrow his brows, Why would Xue Murong speak up for him? There's no way she'd do that.
"As far as I know, her acquaintance with Ah Qian is not to be taken lightly," said Xue Murong with a profound look in her eyes as she watched Yu Lingqian, the look in her eyes seeming to carry a hint of spiteful pleasure, "Originally, her father planned to sell her to a fifty-year-old man in exchange for a new company project, and she had the integrity to refuse, of course. Later, it must have been a twist of fate, she met Ah Qian. Ah Qian took good care of her, not only helping her clear her name from the slander of being mislabeled as a prostitute while serving drinks at a bar but also giving her a sum of money every month to take care of her sick brother. Girls willing to make such selfless sacrifices are very rare these days, aunty, don't you think?"
