She then kindly asked again, "Auntie? Auntie? Did you come to the wrong room? This is the boys' dormitory. If you have nothing else to do, I'll go back to sleep."

"Auntie?" Sister Hu Yan's face was very pale, and she repeated her words in disbelief.

She's only twenty-four, the prime of her life, and she's being called "auntie"? Does she have bad eyesight?

"Hmm." A hint of mischief flashed in Mo Qing's eyes, which she quickly suppressed, and she put on an innocent and pure smile.

She argued vehemently, "I see your forehead wrinkles and crow's feet are so obvious. If I don't call you 'Auntie,' what should I call you?"

Okay, she did it on purpose.

Why did she have to knock on Hanhan's door? Especially with those resentful eyes, she didn't look like a good person at all, which reminded Mo Qing of the vicious female supporting characters that often appear in every book.

Hu Yan stared coldly at Mo Qing's feigned innocent and virtuous appearance, her chest heaving violently, her whole body seemingly ablaze with rage, wishing she could pounce on her and tear her face off immediately.

Actually, judging from her face alone, Hu Yan is quite pretty. Although she hasn't reached the exquisite beauty of Mo Qing, she's not too bad-looking either. At least her face is presentable.

After all, not everyone in this world is as rebellious as Mo Qing, who can be as beautiful as a delicate doll or transform into a bewitching enchantress who drains people's life force.

“I’m not your aunt, I’m just a few years older than you,” Hu Yan said resentfully.

Looking at Mo Qing's baby face, which looked a year or two older than her actual age, with delicate and flawless features, and even... she was actually wearing no makeup?

Hu Yan felt truly devastated. Having spent years in the military and being hailed as the "military flower," she was surrounded by countless suitors, which made her forget the saying "there are always people more beautiful than you." She always thought she was the most beautiful girl in the world.

The sudden realization left her feeling somewhat overwhelmed and unable to accept it psychologically.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I thought you were ten years older than me?" Mo Qing winked mischievously, shrugged, and looked completely innocent.

She even turned the tables, saying, "After all, who told you to look so old? You even have several forehead wrinkles now, that's why I call you 'Auntie'."

Mo Qing deliberately emphasized the word "aunt," intentionally or unintentionally trying to hurt her feelings. Moreover, she looked very serious, making it seem as if she was telling the truth.

Do you look older than your age?

Hu Yan subconsciously touched her forehead, only to find it completely smooth. She immediately felt a sense of humiliation and being tricked.

This is the first time I've heard someone describe her like this. Everyone envies her for her well-maintained skin; she looks like she's 20 at 24.

No one dared to mess with her like that in front of her. She was so angry that she wanted to explode, especially when she saw that Mo Qing's face was clean and fresh, without any makeup, and completely bare-faced.

Hu Yan almost bit her lip raw, her heart filled with both jealousy and hatred.

But for some reason, she suppressed her anger and, gritting her teeth, said slowly and deliberately, "You're the girl Ji Muhan brought back?"

These words made Mo Qing feel a little uncomfortable. The tone sounded like the person who came with ill intentions. But would Mo Qing, who was so clever, be afraid of being bothered?

If anyone thinks that way, then they really don't understand her at all.

NO NO NO!

She was only excited, especially since the woman in front of her looked exactly like Hu Yan, whom Shen Shaolin had mentioned to her, which made her even more interested.

Of course, it's definitely not a good thing to pique Mo Qing's interest, because this girl with such a perverse sense of humor will surely make the other person so angry that they'd want to strangle her immediately.

However, Mo Qing roughly estimated that the woman in front of her had zero fighting ability and wouldn't last three moves against her. Oh, I forgot, she was still injured for the time being...

"Yes, is there something you need?" Mo Qing blinked innocently, revealing her beautiful dimples.

However, in reality, the person in Mo Qing's heart was pointing at her arrogantly, as if to say, "Do you think this old lady who looks older than her age has any objection to Ji Muhan?"

Of course, our lovely Mo Qing would never do such a thing. She would only look innocent and annoy others.

"You slept here last night?" Upon hearing this, Hu Yan's eyes immediately reddened, but her strong personality wouldn't allow her to cry in front of her rival. She could only suppress the bitterness in her heart and ask in a hoarse voice.

When she heard the news this morning, she thought it was just a rumor. She wanted to find Ji Muhan to ask him clearly, but he just walked away as if he didn't see her, right in front of her...

Now, seeing the girl who had spent the night in Ji Muhan's room and was standing in front of her, along with the man's shirt that was clearly twice the size of hers, it was obvious that she had spent the night there, and possibly even with Ji Muhan...

This realization made Hu Yan bite her lip and take a deep breath to suppress the bitter resentment in her heart.

Mo Qing found this woman a bit inexplicable, but the mischievous Mo Qing still decided to continue with an innocent wink, feigning ambiguity, "So what if it is?"

This time she wasn't lying; it's the truth!

She definitely slept here last night!

"You..." Hu Yan was furious, gritting her teeth, "Do you know this is a boys' dormitory? How could you be so..."

How could I be so shameless as to sleep here?

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