Jian Ningxue bit her lip. "I don't know how she came either. Did Brother Xiting bring her here? Forget it; let's just pretend we didn't see anything."
Miss He was here to suck up to Jian Ningxue. She couldn't pretend that she didn't see what Jian Ningxue was trying to point out.
If she could help Miss Jian chase this woman away…
Then Miss Jian would definitely remember her kindness!
Therefore, Miss He held Jian Ningxue's hand and said indignantly, "Ningxue, how can you just let it go? I hate mistresses like them the most. What right does she have to enter such a banquet? As a mistress, she doesn't even feel embarrassed while standing before the actual fiance? I feel disgusted!"
Jian Ningxue hesitated. "But I'm afraid that Brother Xiting will blame me…."
"Ningxue, you're too kind. The ninth master wouldn't be mad at you for a mistress."
"Is it really possible? This woman has a very sharp tongue...."
