"You lunatic, let go of me!" Mu Qianqian raised her hand and flung her hand at Nangong Chen's face, her body trembling from anger. "I said that I don't know any Yang Xue! I don't know what you're saying, so where should I find that person for you?"
Nangong Chen guffawed. As laughed, tears began streaming down his face.
"Mu Qianqian, I shouldn't have obeyed you and framed Nangong Yunyi and his mother! I wouldn't have harmed two innocent people otherwise. I didn't even save Xue'er in the end! Don't think I don't know that Nangong Lan isn't even my brother's daughter! She's a bastard from a one night stand with a man outside, but you needed a scapegoat, so you plotted against my brother while he was drunk!"
A sneer adorned his lips. When he recalled everything he did these last twenty plus years, he really wanted to ruthlessly slap himself!
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