Wei Wan's face gazed downward, as she bit her red lip in displeasure, her pale skin can feel the ridiculing stares. Li Rong's expression turned ugly upon catching Yue Wan's remark, he pointed his index finger at Yue Wan's face and snarled, "You vile woman, How dare you, slander my innocent WanWan?" The disadvantage of Li Rong was his bad-tempered, which was easy to incite.
Wei Wan pulled Li Rong's hand and admonished him in a whisper, "Don't lose your temper."
Getting Yue Wan madly in love with Li Rong was significant than her pride, so Wei Wan gave a constrained laugh by gnawing within her cheek, "I got toppled by these heels, and Young Master Li supported me up."
Wei Wan maintained her eye contact with Yue Wan and avowed, "You got misconstrue from the direction you witnessed us."
