The girl beside him was beautiful with delicate features. She was slender and graceful, with a single mole of vermilion between her brows. Her eyes were filled with tears, and her expression was one of pitiful helplessness. When she looked at Gu Jiuyao, there was a trace of timidity in her gaze, and she hid behind the middle-aged man.,Gu Jiuyao laughed and stood up, her face flushed, arrogant and enchanting. Perhaps she didn't want these people to see the joke, even though she was almost about to fall, she still managed to stand strong in the firewood shed.,“As for you saying you’re not wrong, that's even more ridiculous! You've already ruined your reputation and are pointed at by a thousand people! Since everyone thinks you killed the old man, just admit it! Why drag Qingtuo into this Unlike you, she can't bear those rumors and gossip!”。