Looking at Zhong Jinghao's silent demeanor, Zhong Niangyao raised an eyebrow, "What's the matter? You don't even know if she was wrong, and now you're rushing to apologize for her, isn't that not too good?"
Zhong Jinghao was stunned for a moment. When he looked up at Zhong Niangyao, his eyes were filled with confusion, "Just now, when Meng Fan targeted you like that, you weren't angry, and now you're speaking up for her?"
It had to be said that Zhong Niangyao's actions genuinely baffled him. Could it be that Zhong Niangyao didn't hate Zhong Mengfan at all?
"Not at all!" Zhong Niangyao shook her head, "Who said I wasn't angry? Today, Zhong Mengfan repeatedly targeted me like this. I'm not the Holy Mother; how could I possibly not care at all! Don't think too highly of me."
For a moment, Zhong Jinghao was utterly perplexed. He couldn't understand what Zhong Niangyao was thinking at this moment.
