Pu Zhicheng almost went weak in the knees after hearing this.
But he had lived a few more years and was handling it slightly better than his daughter's reaction.
At this moment, he also didn't dare to speak.
Only Yue Jiandong was completely confused.
"What's going on? What are you whispering about, speak up."
Zhang Ying got up and closed the office door.
Isolating the curious eyes from outside.
The people in the hall could only continue listening to the voices, feeling anxious.
"Old Yue, you've been set up."
Zhang Ying repeated the previous words, and Yue Jiandong's face grew darker and darker.
Thinking about how his "virtue" was almost lost like this, and he might even be slandered, he wanted to beat up Pu Zhicheng and the others involved in this.
However, at this moment, Pu Xue suddenly raised her head.
"Brother Yue, I truly love you. I know you're surely sick of this old woman for a long time. I just don't want to see you suffer any longer."
