Yun Qianrou's body stiffened slightly, and her face instantly turned pale and ugly.

She bit her lip and raised her head, tears were pouring into her eyes, choking, her voice weak and hoarse, "Brother Lu Cheng, even you believe Yun Qing's words, do you think Xiang Fang was the one who stole her mother?"

That expression of forbearance and aggrievance was Lu Cheng’s most familiar appearance.

In the past, as long as she showed such a look, he couldn't help but cherish it. He wanted to take good care of it, and even did not hesitate to hurt Yun Qing again and again for this.

But at this moment, I only felt that it was indescribable.

Why did he only see Yun Qianrou's grievances as an illegitimate daughter in the past so many years, but not Yun Qing's pain of losing her mother and not protecting her?

Those beasts hurt and bully her like that, and he not only knew nothing, but also became an accomplice...

Could it be because Yun Qianrou can cry, but Yun Qing can't?

Lu Cheng never felt that Yun Qianrou's tears made him so irritated. He couldn't help but roar in anger, "Stop crying!"

Yun Qianrou froze, her lips trembled, and her face pale like a dead person.

Tears have always been an invincible weapon for Yun Qianrou.

Usually, as long as she cried, Lu Cheng would immediately coax her gently, protect her for no reason, and help her accuse Yun Qing.

Under more than ten years of inertia, crying to Lu Cheng after suffering from grievances has almost become a kind of instinct for Yun Qianrou.

This was the first time that Lu Cheng spoke to her in such a harsh and impatient voice, as if he hated her tears.

Yun Qianrou was filled with hatred, but what made her even more frightened was still behind her.

Lu Cheng did not feel any pity for her pale face. He pinched her wrist, stared at her eyes tightly, and asked word by word, "Qianrou, I'll ask you, whose perfumes you participated in the competition?"

Yun Qianrou froze.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at Lu Cheng. There was anxiety and unstoppable panic in her eyes, and tears as big as beans fell into a wild state.

Lu Cheng's always gentle face was hard to see. His teeth creaked and his eyes were filled with coldness and doubt.

Yun Qianrou had never seen him look like such a terrible look!

A huge panic surged in her heart, shook her head, and explained anxiously, "Brother Lu Cheng, it's mine, the perfume is really mine. It was Qingqing who stole you in order to revenge me and deliberately wronged me and framed me..."

There was still no trace of warmth on Lu Cheng's face and asked coldly, "Yun Qing wronged you, are the people from the Perfume Association wronging you?"

Yun Qianrou cried so sadly, her face full of grievances, "Didn't you hear the people from the Perfume Association say? The aunt is the president's disciple. They prefer Yun Qing, and because my mother and I indirectly harmed the aunt, they don't like me..."

Lu Cheng's face did not ease at all, and his eyes were still not warm. "Even if this reason is barely reasonable, what about ghost? He would be willing to lie to target you..."

Yun Qianrou's face was covered with tears, holding his hand tightly, looking at him as if the drowning man saw the last straw of life-saving.

"Didn't you see ghost's preference for Yunqing? He...he came specifically to help Yunqing target me. If he wasn't so partial to Yunqing, how could I be forced to be like this? It ended up being pointed by thousands of people..."
Chapter completed!