The First Madam glanced indifferently at the Fourth Madam, Shang Yulan, a faint smile playing on her lips: "Fourth Sister, what are you saying? We're just waiting a little longer. We don't even know where they came from. If we sisters don't take care of them, who will?"

Shang Yulan's face turned pale instantly, and she coughed, "Elder sister, I didn't mean anything by it."

The implication was that the older sister was overthinking it.

Dream on!

The First Madam's lips twitched: "Fourth Sister, calm down."

Do you want to shift the blame after doing something wrong?

You've spoiled me!

The silent tension between the two spread between them, but it did not affect Mo Qingcheng's mood at all.

After slowly washing her face, Mo Qingcheng took out a mask as thin as a cicada's wing, carefully put it on, and slowly said, "Fuling, please invite the two ladies in to sit down."

Fuling's heart was hit with a critical strike of 10,000 points. The two ladies started fighting again. She wondered if the young lady could escape this calamity.

First Madam Xue Yumei went in first, followed closely by Fourth Madam Shang Yulan.

"Sister, your elder sister and I have come to see you." As soon as she stepped across the threshold, Fourth Madam Shang Yulan greeted Mo Qingcheng with a gentle smile and a playful wink.

She gasped inwardly. This was too beautiful! No wonder the old deputy city lord was nowhere to be seen all day; he must have been bewitched by that vixen.

Mo Qingcheng raised an eyebrow. This so-called Fourth Madam was truly eloquent. She lowered her eyes and said calmly, "Fourth Madam is overthinking it."

Fourth Madam Shang Yulan's face flushed slightly, but when she looked up, her expression had already changed, and she looked like she was about to cry: "Eldest sister, are you overthinking this?"

Madam Xue Yumei was furious. What utter nonsense! This pretty boy, always so delicate and innocent-looking. The worst part was that old man couldn't stand seeing her like that.

It's infuriating!

Mo Qingcheng sipped her tea while watching the spectacle. "Tsk tsk, aren't you two ladies here to see me?"

"puff!"

"Cough cough!"

Xue Yumei nearly choked on a mouthful of old blood. Shang Yulan's eyes flashed with a strange light, and she coughed twice, "What are you saying, sister?"

Mo Qingcheng's lips curled into a smile, and she raised an eyebrow with a wicked grin: "Please have some tea, ladies."

Xue Yumei and Shang Yulan exchanged a glance, silently picked up their teacups, and after just one sip, their expressions changed.

This tea...

"Please forgive me, elder sisters. I am unfamiliar with this place and have just entered the manor. I am grateful for the Lord's kindness..."

The implication is that you are able to enjoy such fine tea thanks to me, hehe.

The two were so angry they almost went crazy, especially the First Madam. It was bad enough that there was a little vixen like Shang Yulan trying to climb over her head, but now there was another vixen whose background she didn't know. How could this be allowed?

"Who exactly sent my sister?" Xue Yumei's eyes were sharp as she stared intently at Mo Qingcheng.

"Sister is too kind. Of course, it is the City Lord."

puff!

Xue Yumei suppressed the urge to punch someone. What the hell was this weird thing that had come here?

Shang Yulan sighed softly, her eyes filled with helplessness: "Sister, you're new here and don't know the rules of the manor..."

As she spoke, Shang Yulan looked up at Xue Yumei with a hint of evasion in her eyes, which infuriated Xue Yumei.

That damned little bitch, that vixen, she's putting on an act again?

Mo Qingcheng chuckled: "Rules? They mean nothing to me."

"What did you say?" Xue Yumei suddenly stood up, her hand trembling as she pointed at Mo Qingcheng.

A hint of schadenfreude flashed in Shang Yulan's eyes: "Big sister, don't be angry, I definitely didn't mean it..."