Taking advantage of her, Bo Jinghang?
Qin Yiren blinked in astonishment, completely at a loss as to how to answer the aggressive aunt in front of her.
If it were anyone else, she wouldn't even bother to respond, but the one saying this was her mother's elder sister—an actual relative—so turning hostile on the spot would seem rather impolite.
Forcing an awkward yet polite smile, Qin Yiren said in her soft voice, "Auntie, I think you might be misunderstanding something…"
"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?"
The younger aunt had been watching from the side for a while, and finally couldn't hold back from butting in: "Yi Ren, you're a girl from a decent family, you can't be messing around with men. Hurry up and send this guy back wherever he came from. Oh, and Chu Xinian doesn't know about this, does he?"
Qin Yiren didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Bo Jinghang asked back with interest, "And what if he knows, and what if he doesn't?"
