"Who cares about her? I just can't stand those women who look clean and pretty. I get jealous when I see them. And she was the one who came up to me just now, it's not like I dragged her over to Red Gate. She went there herself, who can she blame? She can only blame her bad luck." Xiao Mei said coldly.
The few people standing next to her hadn't really been speaking up for An Xiaomian either; they were just bored, saw someone getting set up, and came over to chat a bit.
Now they all fell silent and focused their gaze on An Xiaomian's direction.
At this moment, An Xiaomian had already run to the big red door the woman who'd given her directions before had mentioned.
She had personally seen a woman holding the hand of a child who looked exactly like An Qiqi and walking into the alley. Then she asked the woman at the mouth of the alley, and that woman said the child's parent lived here. So An Xiaomian naturally believed what she said.
