Thump... Chen Mengying's heart suddenly skipped a beat. She stepped back slightly and stared blankly at her mother.
It's not that Mrs. Chen doubted Xiaofan's character. As a desolate and pitiful woman, her entire focus was on her daughter; she didn't want Chen Mengying to suffer even the slightest harm. Despite her lack of ability, she couldn't become a burden to her daughter, never...
"Speak up? Why aren't you speaking? Could it be that you've become someone's mistress?" Mrs. Chen's heart trembled as she spoke. How afraid she was that her suspicions were wrong. But, with her daughter's expression so strange, her guesses were probably right.
"Mom, Xiaofan is not like that, absolutely not. Haven't you known him well since middle school?" Chen Mengying had no intention of giving in and continued to persuade her mother.
