Chi Huan's peripheral vision caught a glimpse of Mrs. Mu's cool expression and furrowed brows.
Mu Zhang wasn't nearly as demure—he almost rolled his eyes, his face full of disdain.
Her red lips curled up, and she reached up to take off the hat the man had put on her. Her beautiful, seaweed-like long hair cascaded messily over her shoulders. She lifted her hand casually to brush it aside, her fair and delicate face beaming with a carefree smile, "I lost my mother a long time ago and indeed, lacked someone to teach me. But now it seems, having a mother isn't necessarily better than not having one at all."
"You..."
"Besides, although the entertainment industry has its mix of good and bad, there are plenty of actors who work hard and lead clean lives, who love acting and are respected by others. They haven't done anything wrong. Why must you tar everyone with the same brush?"
