Having clarified the sequence of events, Lu Tianxing organized his thoughts and began to speak slowly, explaining, "Grandpa, you've misunderstood me. She and I are just ordinary friends. Previously, by chance, I just saved her once, and there's nothing special between us. Zhiqing said that when you saw me holding her, it was merely a polite hug, with no other implication."
"Really?"
Bai Qiao Mountain looked skeptically at Lu Tianxing and then at Bai Zhiqing, who was silent with her head down, unsure whom to believe. He definitely didn't trust Bai Zhiqing's words; she'd probably do anything to get a divorce from Lu Tianxing, and any excuse could be exaggerated tenfold. Lu Tianxing's words couldn't be completely trusted either. Nowadays, lying had become a topic husbands were particularly good at after getting married.
