"My mother is in there, and I believe in her innocence. So, I am going in to talk to her. After all, she is your aunt, and you've referred to her as 'mother' for nearly twenty years. Please do me this favor, as if you're helping yourself."
Lu Jiayue stared at Lu Qingyi, expecting her response. She then began to speak slowly.
She put away the contempt she held inside her for Lu Qingyi.
She spoke in a proud tone, showing her dislike for Lu Qingyi. She didn't want Lu Qingyi to be better than her. She didn't display the gentle and understanding exterior she usually did...
However, she truly cared for Yao Meishu, her mother. Yao Meishu held an important place in her heart.
"Innocence? Helping myself?"
Lu Qingyi raised her eyebrows, coldly gazing at Lu Jiayue with an expression of indifference.
"Fine, let's go in then."
After finishing her sentence, Lu Qingyi continued to speak in her usual indifferent tone.
