Qin Yu was a quick-witted scamp, and seeing his sister-in-law speaking up for him, he immediately stood behind her.
Qin Ye couldn’t be bothered to argue with the little brat but still shot him a glare as a warning that if he dared to fabricate stories again, he certainly wouldn’t get off lightly.
"Someone outside is looking for you."
Rong Yan found this odd.
Ever since she’d shown off a thing or two some time ago, people from the Youth House had avoided her like the plague.
Who would come looking for her?
"Who?"
Qin Ye shook his head, "It’s a woman, never seen her before."
This was strange, but Rong Yan didn’t ask any further and went straight outside.
When she saw it was a middle-aged woman, she was slightly taken aback but didn’t show it, realizing that the woman seemed familiar and was likely someone the original host knew.
Before she could search her memory, the woman spoke up.
"Rong Yan, what, you can’t even greet me when you see me?" The middle-aged woman, Mrs. Xu, had a previously calm face that now darkened, and her gaze sharpened as she stared at Rong Yan.
By then, Rong Yan had guessed who this woman was.
She bore a slight resemblance to Xu Ke, so this had to be Xu Ke’s mother.
It seemed that Xu Ke’s mother had traveled all this way... to seek retribution from her.
With a cold expression, "Greet you? I don’t think there’s any need. After all, isn’t it a pleasure to have friends from afar? But for you... let’s not."
"Although I have a myriad of virtues, I do have one major flaw – I bear grudges, and I detest anyone associated with those I have issues with."
Mrs. Xu was infuriated, she really didn’t expect the usually reticent young girl to be so rude.
"Rong Yan, you ought to at least call me ’Auntie’. Is this how you treat your elders? It’s only been two years since you’ve come to the country, where are your manners?"
Rong Yan lifted her eyes and smiled, although the smile didn’t reach her eyes, "My manners were indeed devoured by some shameless people."
Mrs. Xu really wanted to slap her a few times, but remembering the purpose of her visit... she forcefully suppressed her anger.
Taking a deep breath, her tone was softer than before, "Rong Yan, I apologize for Auntie’s hurried tone just now, please forgive me. Can we find a quiet place to talk?"
Pausing for a moment, looking at the impassive face, she spoke again: "You wouldn’t want them to keep watching us, would you?"
Rong Yan raised her eyebrows, "What if they watch? I’ve done nothing to feel guilty about, I haven’t done anything despicable, nor have I harmed anyone."
Mrs. Xu: ...
Could she strike this wretched girl?
Her hands were itching.
"If that’s the case, let’s talk about Xu Ke’s matter!"
Rong Yan scoffed, "Talk about Xu Ke? What is there to talk about? She did those things, and it’s up to the Police Station to judge her. Unless, are you trying to apologize to me on Xu Ke’s behalf?"
Mrs. Xu felt like she was having a heart attack from the anger.
She was supposed to apologize to her? She dared to do so, and this wretched girl would accept?!
Taking a deep breath, the malice in her heart nearly uncontrollable.
"Rong Yan, about Xu Ke’s case, honestly, it was just a moment of folly for her, can you let it go?"
What outraged her the most was her own daughter... who had so cowardly confessed.



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