Li Chunxiang's words resounded in the hall.
They were forceful and powerful.
Li Chunxiang trusted Jiang Cheng to her core, firmly believing that everything Jiang Cheng did was right.
Therefore, her words gave everyone present a "person not arrived, but the aura is here" effect.
After three seconds of silence in the hall, several dismissive snorts filled the air.
Li Chunxiang glared in the direction of the sound.
The man caught in her gaze did not stop, instead, he stepped forward and mocked, "You really know how to embellish yourself."
"Jiang Cheng wouldn't, and she doesn't need to!!"
Li Chunxiang straightened her back, refusing to bend even a little, she wouldn't allow anyone to tarnish Jiang Cheng's name.
"It's easier said than done. Who can't talk pretty?"
The man still didn't believe, and those around had their doubts too.
Li Chunxiang was about to say more when a middle-aged man who had come down from the second floor stopped her.
