"My father would never do such a thing."
Li junyu's eyes were cold. Although he was hugging ruan Mengmeng, he still spoke in a serious tone.
He knew li yaoyang well. His father was not that kind of person.
I don't know, I don't know, " Chen Qing subconsciously lowered her head, covered her mouth with one hand, and took a deep breath.
"I don't know if your father is using me as a substitute on purpose or if he's really drunk. I even suspected that we were set up together. It was all your grandma's arrangement. But I didn't have a choice back then. I didn't dare to choose Yingying."
Chen Qingzhi, who had been deeply hurt by Zhan Yang's incident, clearly knew that in front of these people with power and influence, she was just an ant.
Old Madam Li's method was simple. They would let her sleep in bed and send her to li yaoyang's room in the middle of the night without anyone knowing.
