Shen Fangli immediately gave a disdainful snort. "A misunderstanding?"
She looked Su Su up and down. "Don't tell me you're saying the police arrested you without any evidence?"
During the past few days at the police station, Su Su had long figured out how to respond. Almost as soon as Shen Fangli finished speaking,
her eyes reddened.
She timidly glanced at Yan Xianjue, then apologized to Shen Fangli with a wronged expression. "I'm sorry, Fangli. I didn't know Brother Zhiyuan came to you to ask for money."
"I only thought Aunt Fang wasn't in a position to help right now. You're relatives, and since he's having difficulties, you could help look after him."
Shen Fangli said, "I see."
Su Su nodded repeatedly.
These naïve young masters and young ladies really were easy to coax.
She understood perfectly how to get along with them.
Who would have thought Shen Fangli would spit at her without hesitation.
"You keep calling him Brother Zhiyuan. It sounds like you're much closer to him than I am."
"How about this? They say distant relatives aren't as good as close neighbors. Why don't you pay off those gambling debts he owes?"
Su Su forced a smile. "We're neither related nor acquainted. How could I help him pay back money?"
Shen Fangli crossed her arms over her chest. "Is that so?"
"But I heard that the customers who helped your mother pay off her debts back then weren't related to you either."
Yan Xianjue rubbed his nose and chuckled softly.
Zhou Ye leaned close and asked in a low voice, "What does Shen Fangli mean?"
Yan Xianjue affectionately patted his friend's dog head.
He had read the novel, so he naturally knew that when Su Su was young, her mother had worked in a special profession.
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