Jiang Meiqi hadn't expected Rong Yan to bluntly expose the implications of her words. After being taken aback, her well-maintained face showed an expression of annoyance at being unable to refute, and frowning at her, she said, "I'm speaking to you nicely, why are you making insinuations?"
A wild seed is still a wild seed, inherently lacking the noble bloodline. So no matter how she parades as Miss Rong, she will still grow up to be a low breed!
She has no manners whatsoever!
Her eyebrows knitted together, her lower jaw tensed slightly as she continued in a lecturing tone, "I'm asking you this because I care about you, I never said you were kept by someone. I just want to tell you, as a girl, I hope you have some self-respect and self-love. You have a home in Capital City, and there's a room for you there. What does it look like, staying in a house provided to you by some man every day? What would people who don't know any better think of you?"
