Mu He narrowed his eyes and looked at her. "The more I look at her, the more familiar she seems. We must have met before."

Aunt Hong frowned when she heard this. "I see a lot of people every day, so it's normal. There's nothing strange about it. What would you like to buy today, young lady?"

Mu He just glanced around indifferently and walked towards the inner room, telling his two followers to wait there.

She walked into the inner room with familiarity and sat down. She poured herself a cup of tea and took a sip. A fancy pastry on the table caught her attention.

"Haha... I've eaten this pastry before." Mu He took a piece and savored it carefully, nodding. "The taste is still the same as always, it hasn't changed at all. It seems that the only thing that has changed is time."

The incoherent words made Aunt Hong even more confused. She walked in and sat opposite Muhe, frowning and looking at her eyes and eyebrows carefully, but she couldn't remember where she had seen her before.

Only distinguished guests can enjoy this pastry. He usually knows the distinguished guests here but he never remembers such a person.

"Miss, may I ask where you've eaten this cake?" Aunt Hong asked calmly, "I didn't buy this cake, I made it myself."

This osmanthus cake has a little walnut crumbs added in it, which makes it different from the ones sold outside. Few people make it this way.

Mu He put down the half-eaten cake, stared into her eyes and chuckled, "Of course I know you made it yourself. Before I saw this cake, I was a little hesitant. After seeing this cake, I knew I hadn't recognized the wrong person."

"It's normal that you don't recognize me. After all, I was very young back then. But your appearance hasn't changed much. Think carefully about thirteen years ago and see if you can remember anything."

Thirteen years ago?

Aunt Hong frowned and looked into her eyes. After swallowing nervously, she slowly raised her hand and gently took off her veil.

Mu He smiled and looked at her silently.

The two of them just looked at each other quietly, the air seemed to have solidified, and their heartbeats became particularly obvious.

"You...you..." Aunt Hong raised her hand and gently stroked her cheek, "You...are you Wan Niang?"

Hahaha……

"Finally recognized you..." Mu He covered his mouth and laughed, "Yes, I am Wan Niang, your niece, the one you abandoned with your own hands. It's surprising, right?"

As she spoke, she laughed so hard that tears came out.

But this smile was not of happiness, but of bitter mockery.

Aunt Hong looked at her in surprise, her mind lost in memories.

Thirteen years ago, her elder sister's family met with disaster, and her elder sister escaped with her young daughter Wan Niang and found her.

She was asked to take Wan Niang away, but as soon as they left, her sister was captured by the bad guys, who demanded that Wan Niang be exchanged for her sister.

But this was just the evil taste of the bad guys. Her sister also knew that even if she really handed over Wan Niang, she would not be let off. Instead, both mother and daughter would die, so she bit her tongue and committed suicide.

Aunt Hong had no choice but to flee with Wan Niang, and they finally managed to escape the pursuit when they reached the border of Dasheng. They came to a small town and made a living by selling cakes.

But the good times didn't last long. One day, a group of people came to the stall and said that a young man had taken a fancy to Aunt Hong and took her away without saying anything.

Aunt Hong told Wan Niang not to run around and to go back to her dilapidated home to wait for her. But when she returned home a few days later, she found that Wan Niang had disappeared.

"I didn't abandon you." Aunt Hong burst into tears as she recalled the past, her voice choking. "They took me away and put me in custody. That young master...he abused me. After he let me go, you disappeared."

"I've been looking for you for a year and still can't find you. I've been to many places, and someone said you went to the river and must have fallen in. I saw your tattered shoes..."

It was also that shoe. She thought Mu He had really died in the river and never looked for him again.

Mu He stopped smiling and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Liar, you are still lying to me. The servant of that young master's family came to our house and she said that you should stay and live a good life."

"You thought I was a burden, so you sold me to a brothel to be an actress for a living. The old maids there beat me half to death, and I had to fake my own death to escape."

"I dragged my wounded body along the streets to beg, but my luck was bad and begging couldn't even provide me with enough food and clothing. I fainted in the bushes and waited for death. It was my master who saved me..."

She stopped talking here and did not continue talking about her master. She would be even more sad if she continued. Her master had already left.

Aunt Hong shook her head repeatedly, "No, I didn't do that. He did want me to stay as a concubine, but I didn't agree. He got so angry that he humiliated me and asked me to leave."

"You are my sister's blood. I promised him that I would teach you and raise you well. How could I possibly abandon you? Don't believe what they say."

She has never married for so many years, has always been alone, and has always lived with guilt.

Mu He looked somewhat like her sister, which was why she was able to recognize her.

Mu He stood up and said with a faint smile: "I was wondering, if you hadn't abandoned me, would my life not be so miserable?"

"You forgot your promise to my mother and abandoned me, leaving me struggling like a dying dog. I finally had a master, but now he has been killed."

"What makes me even more sad and angry is that you have such a good relationship with the enemy who killed my master. God is so unfair to me!"

Aunt Hong heard this and stood up and asked, "Who are you talking about?"

"Who else could it be?" Mu He said with a hint of anger, "It's whoever you just saw! Do you know where I am now? In the building across the street. This is also her masterpiece!"

"She got four thugs to take turns humiliating me, and then sold me to a brothel as a prostitute. Hahahaha... I could escape from that kind of place when I was a kid, but I can't now."

This news shocked Aunt Hong.

How could this be possible?

Jiang Mengli is such a hateful person that he would never do such a thing.

Aunt Hong shook her head and said, "Impossible. Jiang Mengli saves the dying and the wounded every day, and heals so many poor people without charging them for medical treatment. How could such a kind-hearted person hire someone to do something like this?"

Mu He just chuckled. "You can only know a person's face but not his heart. How could I possibly accuse her of something like this? Believe her if you want. My dear aunt, you deserve this miserable life."

After saying that, she walked out of the inner room, twisting her slender waist. She was graceful, charming, and seductive, and her whole body exuded a scent of worldly love.

Aunt Hong stared blankly at her departing back, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

Over the years, I have imagined the scene of her appearing in front of me and sweetly called her aunt.

Now it has finally come true, but it is completely different from what I imagined.

Aunt Hong withdrew her gaze, her thoughts in disarray, and she looked at a loss. "Gou Lan Yuan, she was actually in the brothel. Was it really Jiang Mengli who did it? Is it really..."