"If it was really just to avoid, why would the clothes be torn like that?"
She glared at Bei Xier with a confrontational stance.
"Xi'er, you've been avoiding this issue, dodging left and right. Is there really a relationship with Mr. Mu Xiaoyao that can't be disclosed?"
Although Nangong Yun's words are indeed hard to hear, they're not entirely without reason.
Since she claims many people saw it with their own eyes, if we ask anyone, this matter won't stay hidden.
If Nangong Yun dares to say this, then it must be true.
Now, not only the Old Madam but also Bei Qingyue and Bei Fengjin, as well as Baili Xia, couldn't help but cast their gaze on the two.
Getting a room to avoid assassination has some logic.
But why tear the clothes?
Tearing clothes... It's truly embarrassing, shouldn't there be an explanation for everyone?
"Actually, I don't necessarily want to accuse Xi'er of being indiscreet, casually spending the night with men doing those kinds of things."
