"What?"
Lu Xingzhou and Jiang Man had yet to react, while Wen Jingya and Jiang Man, who had just walked into the yard, spoke out at the same time, albeit differently.
Trailing behind them, Lu Zhendong arrived unhurriedly.
Jiang Man wasn't interested in gossip, especially since stories vary depending on who tells them and aren't always objective.
It's good to listen to what others say, but forming one's own judgment is crucial.
But Jiang Man wasn't like that; she tried her hardest to show her loyalty.
"How could it be her, eh? She doesn't look simple at all. Otherwise, how would an Asian become the wife of France's Foreign Minister? She must be extremely cunning!"
"Whether she's cunning or not, I don't know, but she's definitely prettier than our aunt and has more charm. If I were a man, I'd definitely choose a vixen like her too," immediately chimed in Wen Jingya.
Their words were harsh, with one being more subtle and the other more blunt.
