Wei Xiaoqing was immediately caught off guard. Her unfocused gaze slowly moved to Jiang Huifang. "Others can suspect and accuse me. But you can't! Don't tell me you don't believe me too?"
"It's not that I don't believe you!" Jiang Huifang tried hard to restore her image in Wei Xiaoqing's heart. She said very sincerely, "I'm your mother, so of course I trust you! But Xiaoqing, we must be 100% sure about this matter. Hou Yingyi, that bastard, it's not like you don't know his temperament. If he goes berserk, he'll go so far as to kill people!"
"Yes!" Wei Xiaoqing interrupted Jiang Huifang's words. She was too lazy to listen to her nonsense. "If I say yes, then it's definitely so!"
Jiang Huifang raised her hand and patted her chest. "Then I can rest assured."
Wei Xiaoqing: "...."
Sometimes Wei Xiaoqing really didn't want Jiang Huifang to be her mother.
