Madam Née Wang was startled by her daughter's sudden words. She had never thought that her little ancestor would flare up at this time.
"Mother, I didn't say anything wrong. Isn't that Mr. Du a private teacher invited by the first branch? Now that there was no carriage and it was getting late, it didn't matter if someone stayed for a night. If you don't do anything wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door!"
Her words were said in a positive way and heard in a negative way. Every sentence was hinting that Mo Ruyue and Du Zhongheng were not clear. Don't look at her young age, her thoughts and mouth really had some of the Qin's true inheritance.
"Qin Qingfei, how dare you make up stories about my mother?"
San Bao did not give in immediately. Qin Qingfei glared at him and took a step forward.
