"..."
Yin Yilan's gentle smile froze on her face.
Ming Ge pursed her lips and said, "Aunt Yin, you claim ignorance and rush to vindicate your daughter, which makes me suspect that you're also involved in this matter."
After she spoke,
Yin Yilan's heart skipped a beat.
She was indeed... aware.
Without secretly agreeing, how would Yin Ruowei dare to stealthily yet blatantly bring people to film at Ming Mansion?
Tonight's banquet, she was responsible for delaying Ming Zhiyuan's arrival, to keep him from running into the filming crew.
Yet, an accident still occurred.
Yin Yilan concealed her slightly stiff expression and excluded herself, "Xiaoge, listen to you, if Aunt Yin knew, she would definitely stop your sister from upsetting you..."
By saying this, it sounded as though she was a tyrannical woman and Yin Ruowei was always conceding to her.
Ming Ge raised a finger: "Stop."
Yin Yilan: "?"
