Jia was dumbfounded at that allegation. She couldn't tell where to start explaining her. Lihua, too, admired Mulan's stupid audacity.
My sis has nothing to do with that evil doctor! How dare she blame that my sis is some evil, jealous woman!
"...The same future position which I have repeatedly declined?" Jia emphasized her point.
Mingshen chimed in. "You hurt my feelings, Spicy. Aren't we so close-"
"Shut up, Mingshen."
Mulan sneered. "That's all just a farce, Inspector Song."
"If it was a farce, then I would have gotten married to Mingshen long ago," she grimaced with a dry gaze.
Mingshen chimed in again. "Which is such a pity, Spicy. Why aren't we already married?"
"Didn't I tell you to zip your lips shut?"
Mingshen grumbled with grievances, but he cast a moment of his precious attention on Mulan.
