Yan Qingruo's heart suddenly tightened, and she quickly said, "Qianmo, that was a misunderstanding, I didn't..."
What others say doesn't matter, but her biggest concern was what Chen Qianmo might think about it.
The only thing she cared about was his opinion.
Chen Qianmo looked down, his gentle gaze enveloping Yan Qingruo, his eyes resolute.
He spoke, his voice steady and powerful, not without tenderness, "Ruoruo, I believe you. I never doubted you regarding this matter."
The tense expression on Yan Qingruo's face immediately relaxed, and she knew that no matter what others said, Chen Qianmo would always trust her firmly.
Upon seeing this, the elder Mr. Chen couldn't help pointing at Yan Qingruo and said, "She's like this, and yet you still believe her?"
"Besides what Chen Qianlin told you about Ruoruo's matter, do you have any other evidence? Did you see it with your own eyes or catch them in the act?" Chen Qianmo countered.