Mu Huaen turned her head, and what caught her eye was a luxurious carriage. Seated inside was a beautiful young woman, and upon seeing her turn, the girl in the carriage alighted.
Her clothes were ornate, adorned with flowers and jade, and her already delicate features were made even more picturesque with makeup.
However, the surprise on her face, along with the dissatisfaction and anger in her eyes, deeply etched a few creases into this portrait of beauty.
"Why are you in the Capital City? Werenât you in Funan?" Mu Huarong glanced at the person beside Mu Huaen and, seeing that the others were keeping their distance, angrily stared at her sister, "You broke your promise. You clearly left the Capital City, so whatâs going on now? Did you change your mind?"
Mu Huarongâs aggressive tone prompted the servant girl Juanâer to step protectively in front of her mistress.
"Eldest Miss, the Capital City is our Missâs home. She can return whenever she wishes. Does she need Eldest Missâs permission?"
"Slap..." Mu Huarong flung a slap over, "Insolent servant, do you think you have the right to interrupt when the masters are speaking? Youâre just a servant of the Mu Family, and yet you think you can defy the heavens? Who gave you the courage to speak to your masters in such a manner?"
The words were directed at Juanâer, but her gaze was fixed intensely on Mu Huaen.
It seemed to be accusing Mu Huaen of instigating Juanâerâs insolence.
Mu Huaen turned her head to look at Juanâerâs face; Mu Huarongâs slap was strong, and Juanâerâs face quickly swelled and reddened.
"What does it have to do with you where I want to go?" Mu Huaen turned back to stare directly at Mu Huarong, then, without waiting for her to react, returned the slap, "This is what you owe me!"
Not giving Mu Huarong a chance to respond, Mu Huaen slapped her again, "Since when was it your turn to discipline my servant?"
"Mu Huaen, how dare you hit me?" Mu Huarong touched her two cheeks, her eyes sharp as poisoned blades, "Donât forget, Iâm your elder sister; our parents never taught you to disrespect your elder sister."
"Haha." Mu Huaen coldly laughed, looking over, "But now arenât you my younger sister? Isnât it only right for an elder sister to teach an ill-behaved younger sister a lesson?"
"You..."
Mu Huarong was left speechless.
"There are some things I wonât dwell on, nor will I renege on, but donât push it. If youâre done talking, you can leave now."
Mu Huarong had calmed down by now, not as horrified as when she first saw Mu Huaen.
She looked around at the people with Mu Huaen, seeming to search for something on this road.
But she didnât ask much, suppressing her inner worries, she stepped forward with a smile, "Sister, when did you return to the Capital City? Why havenât you come home?"
The sweet voice sent shivers up Mu Huaenâs spine.
"Do I need to inform you when I return to the Capital City?" Mu Huaen said indifferently, "I really wish to return home, but Iâm afraid if I do, you wonât even be able to sleep at night."
Having finished speaking, she didnât bother looking at her expression and simply called Juanâer to leave.
"Wait!"
With things unclear, naturally Mu Huarong wasnât willing to let her leave, "Sister, where are you going? Let me have the carriage take you."
Mu Huaen frowned, "Stay away from me, I have nothing to say to you."
"Sister, what do you mean by this?" Mu Huarong was very displeased. She didnât even hold her accountable for the two slaps, besides, it was she who was willing regarding that matter, so why act like sheâs unforgivable now?