Wang Qing glanced at Mu Lanke, her tone earnest and heavy as she spoke, "Ake, not everyone in this world is as kind-hearted as you. Mu Qingli, although she is my own flesh and blood, I know very well what kind of person she is. If she were a good-natured person, she wouldn't have sent you a counterfeit carving mistaken for peach with a plum that night."
Mu Lanke responded, "Mom, don't worry, I will protect myself, no one can hurt me. Besides, I still have you by my side to protect me, don't I?"
The smile on Wang Qing's face grew wider, "Alright, then I'll go back and talk to your father. But rest assured, even if we bring that girl back, you will still be the Gu Family's young lady, my precious darling!"
Mu Lanke frowned, "But if I am the young lady, what about the fifth sister?"
Wang Qing replied with a hint of disgust, "According to seniority, she can only rank as the second young lady."