Mo Qingcheng couldn't help but glance at Shang Yulan a few more times. This little vixen was no simpleton; did she want to give Guo Shuai to her?
You've spoiled me!
"Heh, Fourth Madam's mouth is truly both lovable and infuriating!" Mo Qingcheng curled her lips into a wicked smile. "First Madam, what do you think?"
What do I think?
I think neither of you are good people! Madam Xue Yumei's eyes and brows were filled with coldness: "Sister, don't listen to Fourth Sister's nonsense. Do you think I'm that kind of person?"
Shang Yulan's eyes were full of grievance: "Eldest sister..."
"Stop! Fourth Sister, it's one thing for you to be willful all the time, but didn't your husband tell you that the big picture comes first? Our household is in complete chaos, and your husband still has the mood to share the burdens of the people?" Xue Yumei glanced at Shang Yulan and gave her a meaningful look.
Shang Yulan looked uneasy, on the verge of tears: "Elder sister, younger sister, I'm still young."
"Fourth Madam, I seem to be 120 years older than you." Mo Qingcheng's lips curved into a smile.
Who's younger?
Ha, who gave you the nerve?
Shang Yulan gasped, "Sister, you..."
Madam Xue Yumei was also startled. She used her divine sense to check Mo Qingcheng's bone age and was stunned: "Fourth sister, you need to change your jealous habit."
"Pfft!" Shang Yulan really wanted to spit a mouthful of blood on Mo Qingcheng's face. You little vixen, shameless, even more shameless than me.
No!
How could I possibly compare to her?
That's not right either!
I'm furious!
The gloom in Madam Xue Yumei's heart instantly dissipated; finally, a vixen had arrived who could choke these vixens by the neck.
Over the years, the mistresses, the second mistresses, the third mistresses, and the fourth mistresses have become more and more arrogant than the last.
"Ahem... Sister, actually, Fourth Sister doesn't have any bad intentions." The tea in Xue Yumei's teacup became increasingly fragrant. Indeed, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.
Shang Yulan's eyes narrowed slightly: "Sister, I heard that Second Sister and Third Sister had some misunderstandings?"
"Misunderstanding? Oh, so Fourth Madam calls this a misunderstanding? I've really learned something new today. Don't try to fool me, I'm not very well-educated." Mo Qingcheng raised an eyebrow, her voice turning colder.
Shang Yulan twisted the handkerchief in her hand tightly, her watery eyes turning terrifyingly gloomy: "Does my sister have a problem with me?"
"You have a problem with me? I only have a problem with those who threaten my life." The implication is clear: whether I have a problem with you depends on whether you want to kill me.
Madam Xue Yumei's eyes flashed with approval: "What you say is absolutely right, sister. I have truly wasted these years."
Watching Madam Xue Yumei and Mo Qingcheng mock her in unison, Shang Yulan remained silent. She took a sip of tea, but somehow choked on it, her nose stung, and her eyes reddened.
"Madam, Liang Daren has brought you some clothes." Fuling's untimely voice rang out at the door.
Shang Yulan turned her head and saw a tall figure standing at the door with a blank expression. Who else could it be but Liang Feng?
"Please invite him in," Mo Qingcheng said with a smile.
Liang Feng, carrying an enormous bundle, followed Fu Ling into the room. "Young Madam, these clothes were bought for you by my master."
Xue Yumei: "..."
Shang Yulan: "..."
I wonder if they're invisible or if Liang Feng is blind? They didn't even bother to say hello.
"Put it down, thank you!" Mo Qingcheng smiled and casually tossed a bottle of pills to Liang Feng.
"Thank you, young lady!" Liang Feng's perpetually icy face finally showed a hint of emotion. He held the pills in his hands and turned to leave.
She stopped beside Xue Yumei and Shang Yulan: "Madam, Fourth Madam, what are you doing here?"
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