"The traces of your daughter being violated are indeed very obvious."
Lu Zijia nodded in agreement. Before Liang Wenli could heave a sigh of relief, she said again, "But even if there are traces on your daughter, it doesn't mean that my man did it. After all, many women in Delin Country have been violated. My man can't be the one who did it all, right? Besides, I don't think my man's taste will become… so strange."
She glanced at Mo Ya meaningfully, her meaning self-evident.
"You… You…!"
Hearing the meaning in Lu Zijia's words, Mo Ya immediately felt extremely humiliated and she couldn't wait to slap Lu Zijia's face.
Lu Zijia blinked innocently. "Miss Mo, why are you so angry? I'm just saying that my man's taste won't become so strange. I didn't say what's so strange. Don't make a connection!"
"Lu Zijia, you're just defending him!"
