For an instant.
Mrs. Fu's face turned as white as a sheet of paper.
She had always had an easy life and in the eyes of others was known for her graceful and capable demeanor; when had she ever been so cruelly deceived?
Mu Luzhu's face also looked terrible. Her usual calm and composure had long since vanished; her entire body trembled lightly, and cold sweat formed layer upon layer on her back.
She didn't know why things had turned out this way.
But she knew, all of this was thanks to Mu Qingli!
She had worked hard to build up everything, and she couldn't let Mu Qingli easily destroy it.
Absolutely not!
Mu Luzhu clenched her fingers tightly; due to excessive force, her knuckles had turned slightly white. When she glanced aside at the despondent Mrs. Fu, a tightness came over her eyes as if she had grasped at the last straw.
Mrs. Fu.
Yes! There was still Mrs. Fu.
She and Mrs. Fu were like mother and daughter; Mrs. Fu would surely believe her.