Wang Xianchen waved his hand and said earnestly, "Lingxia, it's not that I don't want to help you, but your father has instructed that our generation must absolutely not interfere with the grudge between you and the Crown Prince. Once I intervene, your father will definitely strip me of my position!
This is an order, and I must carry it out!
Now you're putting me in the middle, are you not making things difficult for me?"
Wang Xianchen's face looked as bitter as a bitter melon.
Princess Lingxia knew all too well that Wang Xianchen was her last resort, and even Master Yu in this private box wouldn't be able to help her.
As for Ren Feifan, she hadn't even considered him! How much money could this guy have? It would be a surprise if he didn't starve to death.
So, she put on a pitiful face and said to Wang Xianchen, "Uncle, if you don't say anything and I don't say anything, who else would know? My dearest uncle, I beg you!"
