For so reason, Ye Haoyang suddenly felt that the face and the person in front of him were very fake, crying and saying she was wrong, yet there was no trace of remorse in her eyes.
Moreover, the argunt between the two sisters earlier, although he didn’t know what they were saying, he could tell that this person had a poor attitude.
So without much thought, he said, "Hua’en, if I ruined soone’s face, I would ruin my own face too. I can’t compensate for the face, but at least I can accompany them in bearing the rumors and gossip."
Mu Huarong stared in shock at his departing figure, unable to react for a mont.
When she did react, her entire face was as dark as a pot bottom, with no trace of the previous fragility.
"Soone co!"
"Miss." A nanny stepped forward a few steps.
"Go find out clearly where Mu Huarong is living now."
"Yes, the old slave will go imdiately."
Mu Huaen returned to Yushu Alley, her forehead throbbing in pain, she hadn’t expected to encounter Mu Huarong so soon.
She actually didn’t want to see this sister at all, too hypocritical.
Looks like she needs to leave the Capital City quickly, even if she doesn’t leave, she must find another place to stay, otherwise, it will be troubleso if Mu Huarong cos looking.
"Was your face splashed intentionally by her, or by accident?"
This voice suddenly appeared in the room, startling Mu Huaen.
"Why are you here? Didn’t you send Mu Huaen back?" She paused and asked, "Don’t you need to attend the court?"
Hearing the full na, Ye Haoyang knew there was a big conflict between the sisters.
"It’s my house, isn’t it normal for to co?" Ye Haoyang rarely smiled, "You haven’t answered my question yet."
"I refuse to answer that question." Mu Huaen thought for a mont and then said sincerely, "Although this is your house, this room is now where I live. Isn’t it not quite right for you to barge in like this?"
"Haha, what, are you afraid I’ll do sothing inappropriate to you?" For so reason, talking to her made Ye Haoyang feel very happy.
"Normal people would feel no inappropriate thoughts upon seeing my face." Mu Huaen didn’t even glance at him, casually pulled out a book from her box and flipped through it, as if he didn’t exist.
Ye Haoyang tapped his fingers on the table, inadvertently glanced at the book she was holding, and his eyes flickered.
Mu Huaen noticed from the corner of her eye that he stood up, thinking he was about to leave, then said, "Rember to close the door for when you leave, it’s best to knock next ti."
"Knock?" Ye Haoyang chuckled, "I have to knock to enter my own house?"
Speaking again, he stepped forward, then grabbed the book from her hand, casually flipping through it.
"Huarong, why are you reading dical books?" Ye Haoyang asked with a half-smile, "Bai Zhi, Mongolian milkvetch... Do you understand them? The one in the Mu Family with the least aptitude for dicine is reading dical books, truly remarkable."
Listening to these words, Mu Huaen’s heartbeat quickened a few beats, feeling that there was more to his words, or was she being overly sensitive?
After a while, she cald down inside, exhaled and took back the dical book calmly, "Long illness makes a doctor, with injuries on the face, taking dication and applying ointnts often, isn’t it normal to look at dical books?"
Ye Haoyang chuckled upon hearing this, suddenly leaning in and whispering in her ear, "Huarong, I picked up sothing yesterday, do you want to take a look?"
Mu Huaen’s eyes flickered, her breathing montarily halted, could it be that the gemstone necklace was picked up by him?
"You seem very nervous?"
"Brother Ye Er, are your eyes bad?" Mu Huaen suddenly looked up straight at him, "Why tell what you picked up?"
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