"Let's go!"
Mu Yichen gave a cold glance at the self-righteous woman who spoke without thinking and, turning, wrapped his arm around Qin Mu and headed outside.
At this moment, Qin Haiming no longer tried to keep them. He had hoped that their visit on the second day of the New Year would pass without incident, but he had still harbored a sliver of hope until that moment, when he realized just how rare such luck was.
Zhang Rujia helped him sit down on the sofa and asked worriedly, "What evidence do they actually have to prove it was Mingzhu's classmate? I've asked Mingzhu, and she assured me she didn't do it."
"Do you really trust your daughter that much?"
Qin Haiming frowned and asked her, a touch of annoyance in his voice.
"If I don't trust my own daughter, should I trust someone else's daughter?"
Zhang Rujia stubbornly retorted, letting go of his arm and turning her face away, refusing to look at him.
