Fang Junjie was pleased, “Hehe,” he laughed twice, then seriously said, “The Tenth Brother’s judgment is not wrong. Although Xiaotang has had her share of experiences, she can be considered to have weathered many storms, but even today, her heart is as pure as a lotus untainted by mud. She indeed deserves the word ‘rare’.” He thought for a moment, then half-jokingly continued, “The Tenth Brother’s eye for people is usually sharp, how come with Liu Yi…”
Zhang Rong’s face slowly darkened, but seeing Fang Junjie’s composed demeanor, he couldn’t help but laugh, “Azun, you dare say anything! Just a while ago, I said no one should bother Liu Yi, and here you are, speaking ill of her and indirectly scolding me for being blind. Are you itching for a fight? Do you want to see what the Tenth Brother can do?”
Fang Junjie, unconcerned, laughed, “Actually, I think there’s some hidden reason why you didn’t see through Liu Yi’s true nature!”
Zhang Rong shook his head at Fang Junjie, “True nature? Azun, none of that matters. Even if she’s as venomous as a snake or as sinful as can be, what does it matter? What’s important is whether she’s Fang’er’s daughter!”
Fang Junjie was taken aback, “Dong Fangshu’s daughter?” After pondering for a while, looking at Zhang Rong, he asked, “Do you believe she is?”
Zhang Rong nodded without hesitation, “I believe.”
Fang Junjie frowned. Zhang Rong’s gaze drifted into the distance, slowly saying, “A few months ago, Liu Shiquan came to see me, asking for my help with Liu Yi, saying she was on the verge of a mental breakdown. He told me Liu Yi was Fang’er’s daughter. Back then, he forced himself on her but never won her heart. In his hatred, he brought other women home to torment Fang’er. He even tripped her, causing her death in childbirth.”
