Jiang Ying Yue (23)

Jiang Ying Yue fully cooperated when he asked her how she ended up framed. She actually had a guess in mind who the culprit was. As expected. The villainess was naive, but not stupid. In reality, that term should have nothing to do with somebody with a sound brain and a photographic memory.

Since she never felt like she belonged in that household ever since her mother's death, it was easy for her to judge everyone who used to be around her without being biased. She only faltered a bit when her father was mentioned. But it didn't take her much time to recover. How long had she been living in the Jiang estate? How many times had she tasted bitterness and heartache from the Marshal's cold treatment?

Jiang Li's lips got drawn into thin lines when she shared that everyone, even the servants, was against her.