"Bang!"
Before Madam Mu could strike, a dark shadow flashed before her eyes. Before she could even see what it was, she felt a sharp pain on her forehead.
He fell to the ground, upside down, with a large, swollen, bluish-purple bump on his forehead.
Jiang Si's fingertips, still swirling with spiritual energy, instantly snapped back, locking onto the little egg that had slipped out of her pocket and then into her chest.
You little rascal, your eggshell is so hard, and you hatch so fast.
Look, Madam Mu probably didn't even see what hit her.
"Auntie, what happened to you? Why is there such a big bump on your forehead?" She still had to act, still had to play the dog. Jiang Si took a step back and exclaimed, "Auntie, are you alright? Uncle, come quick! Did Auntie encounter a ghost? How did she fall to the ground for no reason?"
Mu Wancheng strode over. He didn't see the little brat hitting anyone, but he saw his wife raise her hand to hit Jiang Si, that little bitch. Unexpectedly, before she could even hit her, she fell down and had a horrifying bump on her forehead.
"What's going on?" Mu Wancheng approached Madam Mu, his tone extremely impatient: "Our Mu family is a noble family, and you are the matriarch of the family. What kind of behavior is it to lie on the ground like this?"
Madam Mu lay on the ground. It wasn't that she didn't want to get up, but her eyes were blurry and she felt as if all her strength had been drained. She was limp and powerless, unable to get up or even speak.
"Wan Cheng, Jiang Si ambushed me! She attacked me with something!" Madam Mu gritted her teeth as she raised her hand and pointed at Jiang Si.
The little egg on her chest slid down and came to Jiang Si's lower abdomen.
The ginger shreds wore a slightly loose trench coat, which completely covered the egg.
She used a wisp of her spiritual energy to support the egg, raised her hands, and innocently and harmlessly accused me, her voice choked with sobs: "Auntie, you are my own auntie. My physical strength is only H. Even if I wanted to hit you, I would be powerless to do so."
"Besides, my uncle called me back to give me a medical check-up. He said we're family, and we're all family now, so how could I hit you? And with so many people watching, even if I did hit you, I couldn't do it so fast that no one would see it."
She had nothing in her hands.
A sense of grievance and fear flickered in his dark eyes.
It's like they've really been wronged.
Mu Wancheng observed Jiang Si but found nothing unusual. Moreover, there was no fluctuation of spiritual power on her. She looked pitiful and pathetic, like a useless piece of trash.
Mu Wancheng withdrew his gaze from observing her and turned it to Madam Mu, who was lying on the ground. Seeing that she was still not getting up, he bent down, grabbed Madam Mu's hand, and pulled her up.
Unexpectedly, Madam Mu was pulled up, and before she could stand up for two seconds, she fell straight down towards Mu Wancheng.
Mu Wancheng had no time to dodge and was caught off guard by the fall.
With a thud, he was pinned down by Madam Mu. Enraged, he shoved her away and yelled, "Are you a boneless maggot? You can't even stand up straight!"
Madam Mu was like a ball, rolled several times before finally stopping, murmuring, "Wan Cheng..."
Jiang Si suppressed a laugh and clasped her raised hand to her lower abdomen: "Aunt, Uncle, you two have fun. I'm going back to my room first. I know the way, I don't need these guards to lead me."
To prove that he really knew the way.
After saying that, Jiang Si ran off in a flash.
Mu Wancheng got up from the ground, looking a little disheveled. Seeing Jiang Si running towards the courtyard where he used to live, he scolded the ten stunned guards: "You useless trash, why aren't you following her? What are you standing there for?"
The 10 guards snapped out of their daze and quickly chased after Jiang Si in the direction she had run off to.
"Aren't you getting up?" Mu Wancheng couldn't see Jiang Si's figure. He patted the spot where Madam Mu had hit him with his fist in disgust, frowned, and said to Madam Mu, who was still lying on the ground a few steps away and hadn't gotten up, "What are you being so dramatic about? Are you waiting for me to come and pick you up?"
Madam Mu lay on the ground, her forehead covered in a large, swollen, bruised bump. Her eyes were filled with terror as she exclaimed, "Wan Cheng, my spiritual energy is gone! I can't muster any strength at all. It's like all my energy has been drained!"
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