At that mont, Qin Mu felt she was not considered a junior in the old man’s eyes, but rather insignificant.
"What Elder Jing says isn’t without reason. If playing the pity card could get what I want, why would I not be happy to do so?"
If the elder didn’t treat himself as an elder, then why should the younger generation act like juniors?
Since he looked at her with that kind of gaze, why should she tolerate him with a hypocritical gaze? So at that mont, Qin Mu’s eyes also flashed with sharpness like drawn swords and blades.
"Hmph! You certainly know how to play the ga. But such behavior is really contemptible."
Elder Jing laughed, his gaze still filled with disdain and sarcasm.
"If I behaved properly, would you look at as you would look at a junior, or even a normal person?"
Qin Mu countered, her gaze still keen.
Jing Qing listened silently, instinctively disliking the way Qin Mu spoke to her grandfather.
As for Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao, they didn’t think too much, only fearing that there might be a fight.
The old man straightened his back and stretched his neck to look at the girl sitting diagonally opposite him. Despite her young age, she had an extraordinary presence, and he couldn’t help but snort coldly: You’re too green to fight .
"I never thought about fighting with you. With your years and experience, having weathered so many storms, how could I, a young woman in her early twenties, compare? I just hope that Elder Jing would spare a path to live, as I’ve never intended to be an eyesore to you."
"What do you an by that?"
Jing Qing turned her head and suddenly questioned her.
Qin Mu glanced at her but said nothing more.
However, Elder Jing of the Jing Family chuckled, his eyebrows arching high as he retorted, "Qin Mu, you have quite the sharp tongue, but it’s not yet certain who will have the last laugh between you and Xiaoqing."
"It’s who is laughing now!"
Qin Mu said calmly, looking towards Jing Qing beside her.
Jing Qing imdiately felt humiliated and looked at her unhappily.
"Qin Mu, don’t push people too far!"
Jing Qing suddenly stood up, as if swallowing a mountain of grievances.
"I was rely stating a fact to Elder Jing, with no intention of insulting you."
Qin Mu looked up at her, composed and with commanding presence.
"Xiaoqing, sit down!"
Commanded the elder of the Jing Family in a low voice.
Only then did Jing Qing reluctantly sit down, her eyes filled with stubborn tears.
"Are there no elders present? When has our Jing Family’s upbringing beco so inappropriate?"
The old master scolded, and Jing Qing could only look up and apologize to Mu Zihao and Feng Fanghua: Uncle, Auntie, I’m very sorry!
"We’re all family here, what’s there to be sorry about? Elder Jing, please don’t be too hard on the child. Let’s go have our al."
As a younger mber of the family, Feng Fanghua could only speak to the elder with a polite tone.
"Hmph, a al, I’m afraid sobody can’t stomach us grandfather and grandson having this al, can they?"
Elder Jing of the Jing Family asked with a cold tone, his eyes still on Qin Mu.
He deliberately made it difficult for Qin Mu, who had anticipated this the mont she walked in. Hence, she chuckled: It’s just a al, after all. Guests are to be welcod, and as a junior, I must abide by the arrangents of my elders.
Qin Mu easily shifted the topic, and both Feng Fanghua and Mu Zihao felt reassured inside because Qin Mu’s conduct had been appropriate; she wasn’t abject just because she was ridiculed, nor did she lose composure when she was confronted.
"Madam, the dinner is ready!"
The maid announced promptly.
"Then, Elder, please take the seat of honor."
Mu Zihao was even more courteous, giving face to the elder by letting him lead the way.
"I won’t stand on ceremony then, but if we are to drink, we’ll have to wait for your father to return. I can drink with him, but with you, you’re still lacking."
"Yes, yes, when he returns, we’ll make sure you have a good drink."
Mu Zihao continued, maintaining a calm and soothing smile the whole ti.
Everyone stood up to let the elder go first. Jing Qing felt sowhat relieved seeing her grandfather treated with such regard. She couldn’t afford to act inappropriately in front of Mu Yichen’s parents. After so thought, she followed along.
Qin Mu, walking at the rear, saw her daughter who had already eaten so chocolate and was playing with the maid in the dining room. She smiled unconsciously at her daughter, and Huanhuan smiled back with sheer joy.
"The little miss has just been fed by . You all eat; I’ll go bathe her."
The maid asked.
"Go ahead!"
Qin Mu said softly, watching her daughter leave before taking her seat last.
In fact, she wanted to accompany Huanhuan upstairs but knew she couldn’t do so, or it would give people sothing to talk about, and it would provide others with more reasons to mock her.
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