Ning Shuqian listened to her extremely depressing sobbing—although Ruya had always cried easily since she was young, she had never cried so haggardly and sadly. "Why are you so silly—innocence and reputation is of the same importance to a woman. So what if you prove your own innocence and ruin your reputation yourself—in the future, everyone will look at you through tinted glasses. Those scandals will blow over after a while—when I married your Uncle Wen previously, my scandals were as bad as yours, but am I not doing well now?"
Xia Ruya only hung her head and sobbed non-stop. She could allow her reputation to be ruined, but wouldn't tolerate any marks on her innocence. Reputation could always be white-washed by her innocence and future success, but if her innocence was tainted, it could never be recovered.