Everyone was stunned by Jian Shichu's words, and the banquet hall once again fell silent.
"Brother Chu..." Luan Qingyuan slowly stood up, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at Jian Shichu with a desolate expression, pitiful to behold, "I know that the person you like now is Ye Qingci, not me. But you can't just erase the life-saving grace I extended to you in the past. It was me who personally brought you back to the Jian family, countless people can testify for me. Now that you have a new love, you slander me like this, how can you let me bear it?"
Nobody knew the truth of that year better than Luan Qingyuan.
Guilt ridden and not wanting to sit by defensively, she could only come up with these words, trying to garner the sympathy of the bystanders.