"What incident from the past?" Helian Sulan's eyes flickered, her voice trembling, "Yan Jing, what exactly are you talking about? I don't understand at all!"
"Did you hear someone gossiping again, and that's why you suddenly came back to question me! Yan Jing, don't listen to their nonsense, okay?"
Saying this, Helian Sulan reached out and wrapped her hands around the man's neck. Seeing his expression soften, she seized the opportunity and said, "Yan Jing, you should know that you are the one I love most in this world, even more than our Yu'er. How can you doubt me!"
"Tell me... who is spreading rumors in front of you, okay?"
Qiao Yanjing's gaze turned cold, suddenly grabbing her wrist with astonishing force, "Who told you... someone was spreading rumors in front of me?"
"Sulan, you're so smart, how can you not know the saying 'a lack of silver in this spot'?"
