"Lan Yueke, don't make it sound so harsh!"
Xiang Daishan helplessly shook her head, glanced at the bathroom, and then interrupted Lan Yueke, "Also, put down the sword first. He probably didn't do it on purpose!"
Although Daishan's impression of Lin Tian wasn't too good.
Even secretly, she was full of disdain and contempt for Lin Tian. He might look fairly handsome, but he was filthy, not at all like an excellent young master from a wealthy family.
Let alone seeing countless top young masters from Xiangjiang Province, just the elite gentlemen from Cold Water River City who were a hundred times better than Lin Tian were too many to count.
But Daishan never outwardly showed her feelings, and she didn't make a mockery of him verbally.
It's just that some things, to her, seemed naturally obvious!
"Shanshan, you haven't been swayed by his smooth talk, have you? You actually agreed to let him live with us!"
