"The Seventh Prince not only went to Mu's mansion to propose marriage to my father, but sent someone to send a gift early this morning."

Mu Yao brushed her sleeves and exposed the jade bracelet, showing off her tone without any concealment.

"I heard that this is made of the best Hetian jade. The jade bracelet and jade pendant are really exquisitely crafted and have good materials."

"Some people are afraid they will never get it in their entire lives."

Mu Yao continued to be sarcastic.

"You!" Wen Ting was so angry that she couldn't speak for a while.

She took a few deep breaths to relieve her emotions.

"As you do, the Seventh Prince must have been blinded by you for a moment, or you deliberately seduced him. When the Seventh Prince sees your true face, he will definitely break the engagement!"

Mu Yao was not angry either, and replied calmly:

"Ms. Wen is not married yet. A woman in the boudoir comments on other people's marriages and even opens her mouth and shuts up, which is all seductive. Miss Wen is really aware of the rules and shame."

"Also, Miss Wen, have you ever done this kind of thing? So I understand so clearly. Could it be that the ones who went to Wen's house to propose marriage were all Miss Wen who seduced you?"

"No wonder so many men like Miss Wen. I just don't know if this matter spreads, will those people still like you?"

"When the time comes, I'm really embarrassed and can't leave the door, I'm afraid you're Miss Wen, are you?"

Wen Ting was so angry that she trembled all over by Mu Yao's words, "Mu Yao, you are deliberately slandering me and smearing my reputation. If there are really any rumors, I will not let you go."

Mu Yao raised her eyebrows, and a cold look flashed between her eyebrows and eyes, "It turns out that Miss Wen also knows that this is destroying her reputation?"

"I see what Miss Wen said just now is quite exciting. Why? I'm scared so quickly?"

"I'm not afraid anyway. You know, my reputation has never been very good, and I'm not afraid to add one more."

"Anyway, I've already had a marriage contract. So what if I'm rumored to seduce the Seventh Prince?"

"But this is different for you, Miss Wen."

Seeing that the scene was a little uncontrollable, Ye Miaomiao immediately stood up, "Miss Mu, Wen Ting just spoke nonsense for a moment, and hoped that Miss Mu would have a lot, so don't blame him."

Mu Yao glanced at the rising energy trough and said without giving in: "I'm really sorry, I'm not the one who can hold a boat in the prime minister's belly."

"I am a slim man and I am very revengeful. If anyone offended me, I will definitely not let the other party have a good time."

Mu Yao said as she approached Wen Ting step by step.

"Do you know how Mu Leyan's little maid who accused me is doing now?"

"If she dares to open her mouth and slander me, I will make someone slap her mouth. I guess the scar on her face will be with her for the rest of her life."

"You know, I am a person who is unruly and unreasonable. It hurts a lot when I hit someone. Miss Wen can try it if she is not afraid."

Mu Yao said, raised her hand to hook Wen Ting's chin, and looked at her face left and right.

"But Miss Wen's skin and tender flesh are probably a few dozen slaps, and her face will be ruined."

"Or, I have a more convenient way to find someone to take you into a corner where no one is, and then slash your neck with a sharp knife..."

But Mu Yao's smiling eyes showed arrogance and a murderous aura.

"The blood will splash out all of a sudden, and then you will fall to the ground, constantly twitching your body, feeling the feeling of death when the blood flows out of your body."

Mu Yao lowered her voice and said, a hint of coldness in the low voice, which made people creepy.

Wen Ting inexplicably felt a pain in her neck, as if she was really scratched by a knife.

She immediately raised her hand to cover her neck, took several steps in succession, and fear appeared in her eyes.

"You...you..."

Wen Ting and Ye Miaomiao's family are relatively peaceful, and there are not as many things as the Mu Mansion. Although they have learned about housekeepers since childhood, they are still little girls after all, and have never experienced murder and blood.

For a moment, I was shocked by Mu Yao's murderous aura and became scared.

Looking at Wen Ting's fearful look, Mu Yao curled her lips and smiled, "Miss Wen is scared now? I thought you could hold on for a while."

"Miss Wen, it's better to take a detour when you see me in the future. Don't mess with me. If I'm really angry, I'll ignore anything. Even if I die in the end, it's good to be able to take someone to walk along the Huangquan Road with me."

When Mu Yao spoke, she stared at Wen Ting, and after saying that, she didn't forget to glance at Ye Miaomiao next to her.

It's also considered equal treatment.

Mu Yao smiled brightly, but it fell into Wen Ting and Ye Miaomiao's eyes, but it was so terrible.

After Mu Yao said what she should say, she turned around and continued walking forward.

Xiao Yin behind him immediately followed.

Only Wen Ting and Ye Miaomiao were left standing there in fear.

Wen Ting said in a trembling voice: "This Mu Yao is just a madman."

Ye Miaomiao thought of the last look Mu Yao glanced at her, and she was so cold that she was also scared.

"We, let's go home earlier."

"Yes." Wen Ting responded immediately.

The two of them had made an appointment to go out for a walk together, but now that they have been fucked like this, they have long lost the intention of walking around.

The two of them immediately turned around and walked back quickly.

Perhaps because of his loss of consciousness, Wen Ting tripped under her feet and rushed directly toward the front.

Pedestrians came and went on the road, and Wen Ting knocked over the things on the shoulder pole of the man in front of him.

The wooden barrel was knocked over, and most of the things in the barrel fell on Wen Ting.

"ah!"

Listening to the screams behind him, Mu Yao turned around and saw Wen Ting lying on the ground covered in rotten vegetables and leaves and food.

The wooden barrels were filled with leftovers. After fermenting, the smell was sour and sour, and it smelled very bad.

Wen Ting's clothes were soaked with vegetable soup, and her body, head and face were covered with them.

Smelling the disgusting smell, Wen Ting couldn't stand it anymore, so she lay on the ground and vomited.

Ye Miaomiao was not spared. Although she was not as miserable as Wen Ting, the splashed soup and rotten vegetable leaves were also splashed on her skirt and shoes.

She was also disgusted and wanted to vomit, but when she thought she was on the street again, she could only endure it for the sake of her image.

Ye Miaomiao noticed that most of the people next to her were looking at Wen Ting, and she immediately stepped back and ran away secretly.

After all, if this matter spreads, it would be really embarrassing.

Smelling the smell, even Wen Ting's maid dared not come forward.

Wen Ting felt both disgusting and embarrassing now. She smelled the disgusting smell on her body and saw the sight of the people around her falling on her, and she felt that her face was completely lost.

She forced herself to get up from the ground with disgust, then ran away with her face covering her face, tears flowing out of her eyes.

Mu Yao looked at this scene and a relieved smile flashed through her eyes.

This is called committing one's own sins and not living.

Mu Yao withdrew her gaze and turned her head and was about to continue walking forward when she saw Zhao Yuci standing in front of her.
Chapter completed!