"Your father is in jail because he deserves it, it has nothing to do with me."
Xiao Luo answered her calmly. Fang Changlei's imprisonment had nothing to do with him. And insisting that it did, would be like saying that Fang Changlei failed in his attempt to frame Xiao Luo. The present demise of Fang Changlei and taste buds was his own undoing. It was he who perpetuated unfair competition and committed commercial espionage. He even spent money to bribe reporters and doctors to damage the reputation of Luo's Workshop. All of Fang Changlei's crimes could be likened to the "silkworm producing silk, and at the end bound by the cocoon it had spun."
"Pretty lady, don't simply accuse people, surely you can't fault us for defending ourselves when your father was the one trying to harm us. There's no such rule in the world, so you really can't blame us for what happened to your father." Zhang Dashan spoke up and nodded, in total agreement with himself.
