Lu Jincheng's words infuriated Ji Yao.
No matter if it was the past or the present, Lu Jincheng had never truly understood her.
He believed whatever others said; why couldn't he make even the most basic judgment?
These two had shared a bed for some time; could it be that he really had no understanding of her at all?
Doubts lingered in Ji Yao's mind, and the thought of her once having feelings for Lu Jincheng made her wish she could slap herself.
Lu Jincheng frowned in disgust at Ji Yao's fierce attitude and continued, "Why don't I have the right to judge you? This time, you targeted my mother! I admit that her slapping you was wrong, and she has already apologized to you and made guarantees. Why did you do this? She's old; how could you treat her like this?"
"Acheng, don't get so agitated. Talk it out nicely with your sister. I believe Zimo didn't do it on purpose. There must be some misunderstanding," said Qi Huai'an, trying to ease the tension.
