Dou Zerui was baffled. His younger sister was not one of those foolish girls who acted on impulse. However, when it came to this cousin of his with a bad reputation, she seemed to have stopped using her brain.
Dou Xiangling looked at Dou Zerui and her eyes were firm. "Brother, I believe in Yiyi."
People who painted usually trusted their instincts. She was very fond of Zi Yi the moment they met. At the same time, she felt that she differed from what they had imagined and that there must have been some sort of misunderstanding.
She could sense that Zi Yi had no affection for them at all. Coupled with how those from the high-society commented about her, Dou Xiangling was angry at them. She had subconsciously wanted to protect that younger cousin of hers.
Since Zi Yi has offered to help, Dou Xiangling would not reject. She smiled and said, "Yiyi, you can go ahead with your thoughts. After all, we are unable to resolve this issue for the time being.
