Zhuang Chujiao looked at her mother’s furious face, stunned and confused. Images from her mory flashed by, and her face turned pale instantly.
Soon, she snapped back to reality.
She could not leave the Zhuang Family; she was a daughter of the Zhuang Family, and half of the Zhuang Family’s possessions were hers.
"Stay in the room and reflect properly. Don’t go downstairs until you manage your emotions," Liang Rong said, and headed downstairs directly.
Zhuang Chujiao watched the door close and gradually cald down.
Now that dead old woman protects Mu Yan so much, she cannot confront her head-on.
She did not believe that once Mu Yan leaves the Zhuang Family, she would still be able to protect her.
Eventually, she would snatch Brother Jing Heng back.
Liang Rong went down and apologized to Mu Yan again, then went to help in the kitchen.
Old Mrs. Zhuang saw Mu Yan’s indifferent expression and sighed, "I know you don’t like them, mother and daughter, but for Grandma’s sake, don’t skip going ho because they are around."
Mu Yan smiled and said, "Grandma, they are them, and you are you. I can differentiate right from wrong."
"That’s good," Old Mrs. Zhuang laughed.
At that mont, a servant ca in and said, "Madam, Mrs. Liang, Miss Wang has arrived."
"Quickly, quickly invite her in," Old Mrs. Zhuang imdiately said.
Mu Yan saw that guests had arrived and quickly said, "Grandma, I’ll go out and see Jing Heng and Grandpa."
"Wait a mont before you go," Old Mrs. Zhuang pulled her back, "et the guest first."
"Moreover, you know this guest," Ruan Xinyu added.
Mu Yan gave her a surprised look; soone she knew? Sothing flashed through her mind.
Suddenly, she heard a familiar female voice at the door, "Aunt Grandma, Aunt Ruan."
"Lin Jia, you’ve arrived," Old Mrs. Zhuang said with a smile as she saw the woman entering.
Ruan Xinyu stood up and went over to greet her, chiding, "You child, you didn’t need to bring a gift; we don’t need such courtesy."
Wang Linjia held Ruan Xinyu’s hand and said, "I haven’t co to see you and Aunt Grandma for a long ti. It’s just a small token; don’t be so formal with ."
"Alright, we won’t stand on ceremony," Ruan Xinyu smiled, "Co and sit inside."
"Sure," Wang Linjia walked into the living room with Ruan Xinyu and, upon seeing Mu Yan, smiled, "Mu Yan, long ti no see."
Mu Yan had already stood up and nodded to her, "Sister Lin Jia, long ti no see."
She had already guessed it was Wang Linjia, since when she first t Ruan Xinyu, Wang Linjia was present.
Wang Linjia sat down and looked at Old Mrs. Zhuang, saying, "Earlier, I thought Mu Yan resembled my sister. I never imagined we were actually relatives."
"This proves you two are ant to be," Old Mrs. Zhuang laughed.
Wang Linjia’s refined features were all smiles, "Indeed, from now on, Yanyan must seriously call sister."
Mu Yan chuckled, "Sister Lin Jia, when did I casually call you sister?"
Wang Linjia snorted lightly, "That’s different; we were friends before. From today onward, I’m the sister; what I say goes."
Mu Yan felt helpless, "So, what you’re really trying to say is the latter."
Old Mrs. Zhuang laughed, "What Lin Jia said is right; Nuannuan is the younger sister and must listen to the older sister."
Wang Linjia blinked at Mu Yan, sowhat proudly.
Mu Yan, "..."
How did she not know Sister Lin Jia was this childish?
Before long, Old Mrs. Zhuang felt tired and was helped to her room by her eldest daughter-in-law.
Only Wang Linjia and Mu Yan remained in the living room.
Wang Linjia leaned close to Mu Yan, tilting her head to look at her.
Mu Yan was unnerved by her stare and asked, "Why are you looking at ?"
"I didn’t expect that crybaby from childhood turned out to be you!" Wang Linjia said seriously.
Mu Yan, "..."
Who was she calling a crybaby!
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