"Yiqin..."
Wen Qingqing's face turned pale, and her lips quivered. The person she liked was now defending Qin Mo, something Wen Qingqing found utterly unacceptable. Her eyes quickly filled with tears as she looked at Chu Yiqin pitifully.
How could he say she was nothing?
She was clearly a living person standing right in front of him, one who had liked him for so many years.
"Yiqin, that's not what I meant. How could Qin Mo be in charge of the Chu Family's matters? It's obviously you who call the shots, and she has always had a poor attitude towards her grandmother."
Wen Qingqing continued to make excuses, but Chu Yiqin was no fool, he wasn't buying into her nonsense.
"Oh?"
He looked at Mrs. Qin.
The old lady was a bit afraid.
She had seen Chu Yiqin on the day they moved. This man had brought so many bodyguards to help that little harlot move; clearly, they were all in cahoots. Rumor had it they were married, so naturally, he would take Qin Mo's side.