Ning Zitong interrupted Lin Yuan’ai and fixed her with a questioning gaze as she slowly stood up.
"If it weren’t for the friendship we’ve shared for so many years, I would truly have no problem kicking you out right now."
"Your son almost cost my daughter her life, betrayed her, and now he’s sweetly married to Yan Xinxin, that stand-in. On top of that, he stole Xixi, whom I painstakingly raised, claiming that she’s the daughter Yan Xinxin gave birth to with your son five years ago!"
At this point, Ning Zitong couldn’t help but sneer.
"That excuse is the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard!"
"Ah Tong, it’s true. Xixi really is Xinxin’s biological daughter. There’s DNA test results to prove it, and moreover..."
"What did you call her? Xinxin?"
Ning Zitong looked at Lin Yuan’ai with utter disbelief on her face.
"You actually call that woman ’Xinxin’ so intimately?"
"Ah Tong..."
"It seems I’ve really underestimated Yan Xinxin. She actually managed to completely charm everyone around , turning you all into her advocates!"
Ning Zitong pressed her hand against her chest in sudden frustration, as if experiencing a pang of heartfelt anguish.
Lin Yuan’ai saw this and quickly stood up in concern.
"Ah Tong, don’t get so agitated!"
She tried to comfort her.
"Actually, Yan Xinxin isn’t as terrible as we initially thought. That was all Qianshui’s slander against her!"
"Listen to yourself. Now you’re even standing up for her."
Ning Zitong let out a cold laugh.
"I haven’t forgotten just how much you hated her before, how much you favored Qianshui. Back then, we all thought Yuan was gone, and we poured all our effort into pairing Qianshui with Chuxi. That woman, Yan Xinxin, even had the audacity to abduct Xixi right off the street. Have you forgotten that, Yuan’ai?"
"Of course, I haven’t forgotten all the foolish things I did then."
Lin Yuan’ai admitted without hesitation.
Ning Zitong froze.
Foolish things?
She actually called what she did back then foolish?
Lin Yuan’ai let out a light sigh, trying patiently to reason with Ning Zitong.
"Ah Tong, back then, Xinxin running into Xixi on the street was pure coincidence. Not only did she not harm the child, but she sincerely looked after Xixi for us. It was rely a misunderstanding, but we were all too quick to believe Qianshui’s words and misjudge Yan Xinxin."
"As for her and Chuxi coming together, that was purely their fate..."
"Fate? What about my Yuan? Is my Yuan destined to have no connection with Chuxi?"
"Ah Tong."
Lin Yuan’ai took a step forward and tried to hold Ning Zitong’s hand.
"Trust . Trust in the friendship we’ve had for so many years. Yan Xinxin isn’t as awful as you imagine. Don’t keep hating her, despising her, or you’ll only regret it in the future..."
"Aunt Yuan, enough. Whether Yan Xinxin’s good or bad, my mother and I both have eyes to see and ears to hear."
Mu Shaoqian erged from upstairs, puffing on a cigarette. Not far behind him, Mu Jingheng stood with furrowed brows, watching the two noblewon downstairs with an expression of quiet thoughtfulness.
"Aunt Yuan, you should leave. The Mu family will deal with our matters ourselves. When Yuan returns ho, we’ll find her soone far better and more outstanding than Mo Chuxi, that heartless man. Let that heartless man stay wrapped up in that vixen, Yan Xinxin, and see how long their happiness lasts!"
"..."
Listening to Mu Shaoqian’s scathing words about "heartless man" and "vixen," Lin Yuan’ai wanted desperately to blurt out the full truth. But seeing Ning Zitong’s tightly knit brows, and the hints of discomfort in her physical state, she forced herself to hold back!
"Shaoqian is right. If that’s the case, Yuan’ai, you should leave."
Mu Jingheng descended the stairs, his sharp, perceptive gaze eting Lin Yuan’ai’s dejected eyes. Then, with a deeply aningful tone, he spoke.
"I’ll escort you out."
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