Speaking up for My Sister

The crowd turned their attention to the noblewoman who spoke up. Xie Wan remembered her as Chu Yun, the legitimate daughter of the prefect of Shuntian Residence.

Chu Yun looked at Xie Wan with a shy smile. “If Sister Xie doesn’t mind.”

Before Xie Wan could respond, another noblewoman nearby snorted. “Why would she mind? It’s already good enough if she can wear it. Besides, Sister Chu’s garments have always been exquisite. She probably hasn’t worn anything as nice in her whole life.”

To be honest, although Xie Wan grew up in a Taoist temple, the late Marquis’s wife treated her like a treasure, always providing her with the best food, clothing, and necessities. She only became poor after taking over the Marquis Residence.

Han Jing felt uncomfortable hearing those words. He wanted to speak up for Xie Wan, but Sun Xuan pulled on his sleeve.

Little ancestor, didn’t you notice that the Ma siblings keep trying to label you and Xie Wan with a secret relationship?!