Wen Nuan, this little girl, has very proper values.
Meng Yao smiled gently, "Then I will certainly not betray your trust."
Wen Nuan nodded firmly, "I believe in you, Madam."
After breakfast, Meng Yao greeted a few people and left the inn alone.
After a night of brewing, there was a more substantive anger in the eyes of those looking at Meng Yao.
Most of the inn's guests were students preparing for exams. Chen He knew what they cared about most. His methods, though dirty, captured the students' psychology and successfully incited their anger. The reason no one stepped forward to question her was probably that nobody wanted to be the first one to do it.
After all, she had connections with the County Magistrate.
This time, it wasn't Chen He following her.
After Chen He spread the word, many people wanted to follow Meng Yao.
