"What happened to her? She didn't want to marry me. She's probably doing well now."

"No, she regrets it now, and she's not doing well." Thinking back to a few days ago when she visited Cheng's family, she saw that Cheng looked haggard and extremely thin.

She cried and said she was about to break down.

Let them figure out a way to save her.

Qiao's mother couldn't help but cry, "Ning Shen, for the sake of your past engagement, could you please step forward and talk to them to let Qiao Yu go?"

"This isn't really a good idea."

"After thinking it over, I realized that only you can help us."

"I have no right to help you; I can't help with this kind of thing."

Ning Shen refused.

"Ning Shen, don't be like this. Even if it's just for the sake of my Minghua serving you for two years—" Ning Shen was their only hope, so Qiao's mother stepped forward, trying to pull him away.

Ning Shen quickly took a step back.

A figure swiftly stepped between the two, separating them.

It's ginger tea.

"I say, how dare you bring this up?" Jiang Cha shoved Qiao's mother hard, causing her to stumble back several steps.

"What do you mean by 'serving'? She's been enjoying a life of luxury in our house for two years, that's more like it."

Ning Hong had already explained this matter clearly to Jiang Cha.

"Minghua never let me touch her; our relationship is completely innocent. As for serving her, I have plenty of servants in my household, so it's really not a matter of serving her." At most, she just quietly kept me company, but that was just an illusion—

Qiao's mother: "—"