Mu Lingchuan isn't used to speaking ill of people behind their backs, unlike the restless woman Ziying.
So, as far as Mrs. Yun's affairs are concerned, he wouldn't say a word if he could avoid it.
On another note, Ziqing, who sits next to Xiaoyao, turns and glances at Ziying, her eyes filled with intense curiosity.
"Is Brother afraid of Mrs. Yun? What do you mean by that?"
"You don't know. That Mrs. Yun is really a per..."
Ziying chokes back the word "Pervert" and bites her lower lip tightly.
She chuckles, leans in, and deliberately lowers her voice.
"Is it because she hasn't found another man since her lover died many years ago, she's a little lonely, hehe."
"She seemed to have done a lot of unnecessary touching while training Brother and Brother."
"Watch your mouth, you might not be able to speak in the future."
At last, Mu Lingchuan can't turn a blind eye anymore, his tone slightly more stern.