Liang Rong looked at the sarcasm in Mu Yan's eyes and said apologetically, "Nuannuan, I didn't mean that, I admit to what I've done."
"But you weren't this forthright before!" Mu Yan said coldly, "Now that there's nowhere to hide, you want to earn sympathy from others? I'm not Zhuang Shaoyang, I don't sympathize with you. I know I don't have evidence now and can't do anything to you, but don't worry, sooner or later I'll return everything you've done to me and my mom right back to you. Anyway, one doesn't need to be polite to someone like you."
Liang Rong looked at her with regret, "Nuannuan, it was my mistake, and I'll accept whatever you do to me, but Jiaojiao is innocent."
Mu Yan was disgusted by her pretentiousness, "Innocent? Rest assured, doesn't she like men? I'll arrange a few for her later."
