Jiang Yu claimed the credit, originally to help Zheng Qing out of a tight spot.
Compared with a scholarship student raising a Little Fox, the Zhongshan Jiang Clan carried far more weight, and it was more reasonable for them to have invited Su Shijun.
But if that lie were exposed, Jiang Yu might face only a little embarrassment, while Zheng Qing would have to endure far more scrutiny from his companions—if it wasn't Jiang Yu's doing, then how had he managed to invite Su Shijun?
Because of that Little Fox that was on such good terms with Su Ya?
Or because his little shop employed an accountant sent by the Qingqiu Su Clan?
Or was there some other hidden reason?
Zhang Jixin, usually so careless, might laugh off such doubts. But Zheng Qing had no doubt that Fatty Xin, with his sharp eyes, and Xiao Xiao, with his thoughtful nature, would surely get to the bottom of it and carefully investigate every inconsistency.
Thinking of the consequences if the truth came out, the young scholarship student could no longer worry about anything else. He forcefully interrupted Li Meng's pleasant moment, grabbed Jiang Yu by the wrist, and dragged her before Su Shijun. With an eager expression, he launched into an endless introduction:
"This is Jiang Yu, Li Meng's cousin!"
"You know Jiang Yu, of course. At the Black Prison Battlefield, she even fought alongside you... The letter I sent to Qingqiu Mansion—the letter inviting you to serve as the You Zui Hunting Team's thesis advisor—was written after Jiang Yu asked an elder in her family for help!"
As he spoke, he frantically winked at the mistress of Qingqiu Mansion, placing particular emphasis on the words "that letter." At the end, he added again, "...If she hadn't helped make the connection,