After the news broke that she had been buried, Qin Xin did not defend herself at all.
She hadn't expected that the parents of Mr. Nalan, whom she had just met, would stand by her so strongly.
Even though Mr. Nalan had yet to arrive, she could deeply feel the welcoming and protective attitude of the Nalan family towards her.
A sense of warmth inevitably swept over her heart.
Looking at the extremely nervous, bewildered Mrs. Qin, she couldn't help but sigh.
This timid mother, if she knew that it was Qin Wenrou who pushed her into the Ice Lake, would she crumble?
For a moment, she really wanted to expose Qin Wenrou's crime on the spot.
But seeing the fragile Mrs. Qin, she hesitated.
"Mrs. Nalan, I'll get you a glass of champagne." She said politely.
"Ah, how could I let my dear daughter-in-law sweetie do such a minor task?" Mrs. Nalan waved her hand.
Qin Xin smiled, "It's only right. I want to toast to you."
Mrs. Nalan was overjoyed, "Alright, alright, alright!"
