"People who have worn open-crotch pants together have long outnumbered others, and marriage is about affection. Lan Mu likes Sangsang; that's something the whole world knows."
"Then why hasn't she married Lan Mu and still hasn't entered the Lan Family's doors until now?"
Wen Jing was relentless with every sentence. In arguments, she had never lost.
"If not for this mistress interfering. Who knows what kind of love potion she fed to the old man of the Lan Family, confusing him and forcing Lan Mu to marry her."
The fans of Yu Yesang and Wen Jing exchanged insults, each retort becoming more intense.
Yan Zao heard someone mention the old man of the Lan Family and couldn't keep her composure. She looked up at that person, a girl probably not even twenty, scanned her with a glance, and with a hooked smile asked, "Little sister, how do you know Lan Mu doesn't want to marry me? And how do you know it was grandfather who forced Lan Mu to marry me?"
