"What’s going on?" Mao Zhu was about to leave, but her eyes caught Liu Tian’s figure, and she paused, noticing Liu Tian was staring in a certain direction.
"Hold on, what is your uncle doing?"
Oh no!
"Auntie... I really don’t feel well, let’s leave here quickly..." Mao Cuicui hurriedly blocked her, but Mao Zhu pushed her aside: "Get out of the way, I want to see which little vixen has captured your uncle’s soul this ti."
Mao Cuicui sighed inwardly, thinking, my dear aunt, can you not be so naive?
What kind of place is this? It’s not a place for throwing a tantrum. These socialites and ladies won’t give you any face; they will only mock you even more.
"It’s her?" Mao Zhu said in surprise, clenching her fists tightly. It was this woman again. The first ti she saw her, she felt this woman was no good. How dare she seduce her man?
Mao Zhu wasn’t foolish; she knew the other woman must be soone important, and directly confronting her wouldn’t be wise. Her eyes turned as she thought of a plan, waved a waiter over, and grabbed a glass of red wine.
"Auntie, what are you going to do?" Mao Cuicui asked in astonishnt as she saw her actions.
Mao Zhu snorted lightly, holding the red wine as she walked towards that woman.
As the complints faded, Zhuang Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the air finally circulate more freely.
At this mont, soone walked towards her, and Zhuang Xiyue frowned, recognizing the woman approaching.
As the woman passed by Zhuang Xiyue, she suddenly spilled the red wine in her hand onto Zhuang Xiyue, making it obvious it was intentional. Yun Ya quickly pulled Zhuang Xiyue aside, but a few drops still splashed onto Zhuang Xiyue’s skirt.
"Sorry, it wasn’t on purpose." The woman shrugged, showing no sign of genuine apology on her face, though she felt it was a pity, blaming the other woman for pulling her away, otherwise the dress worth over a million would have been ruined.
A hint of coldness flickered in Zhuang Xiyue’s eyes. This woman truly was a lingering spirit.
Smoothing her skirt, Zhuang Xiyue raised an eyebrow lightly, an air of arrogance and nobility radiating unconsciously like a sharp sword, making Mao Zhu step back instinctively.
Her gentle deanor diluted the sharpness in her eyes, smiling faintly: "Are you a dog?"
Mao Zhu imdiately widened her eyes: "How did you know?"
She really got it right.
"Biting whoever you can find." Zhuang Xiyue’s thin lips parted slightly, articulating each word coldly.
Mao Zhu realized she was being insulted, and imdiately pointed at Zhuang Xiyue’s nose: "You’re the one who’s a dog! Your whole family is dogs!" Her vulgar deanor was no different from a shrew scolding on the street.
This commotion drew the attention of everyone present. Seeing it was Mao Zhu, nobody was surprised, but arguing with Lady Yan was clearly seeking trouble.
Most people watched with the intention of enjoying the show.
Seeing this scene, Chen Huan inwardly shouted ’Oh no’ and quickly ran over.
Zhuang Xiyue let out a cold laugh, "Would you like to repeat what you just said?" Her tone was low but carried an undeniable authority, causing Mao Zhu’s heart to tremble.
"Madam, I don’t know what we did to offend you. We t at lunch in the restaurant, at the dressing room this afternoon, and now we’re eting again, it seems like fate..." Yun Ya shook his head with a smile, not aning to criticize, but everyone could sense that it was this woman who was being unreasonable, and they were helpless.
Lady Yan and Miss Ji were both well-educated and polite people. Seeing Mao Zhu, full of anger and acrimony, even a fool could figure out who to believe.
Yun Ya narrowed his eyes slightly, quietly watching Mao Zhu. Mao Zhu recalled the chill in the girl’s eyes when she aid the knife at her in the store this afternoon, instinctively feeling a bit frightened.
But rembering this was her cousin’s banquet, and her cousin would surely take her side, she felt more confident and puffed out her chest: "I already apologized, yet you still won’t let it go. Do I have to kneel down and kowtow to satisfy you? How can you bully people like this?"
This woman’s stubbornness amazed Yun Ya. It was clearly her who spilled the wine on purpose, yet she was making it seem like they were the ones not letting go.
"Shut up." Chen Huan ca over, glaring at Mao Zhu fiercely, then respectfully apologized to Zhuang Xiyue: "I apologize, Lady Yan, this is a distant cousin of ours, not very bright since childhood. Please don’t take her words to heart. I’m apologizing on her behalf, and I hope you don’t hold it against her."
"Who’s not bright?" Mao Zhu jumped up, pointing at Zhuang Xiyue and shouting at Chen Huan: "Clearly she bullied first, sister-in-law, you can’t side with outsiders and bully your own family."
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