"Sister-in-law, please don't ask anymore. My health hasn't been great, I never dared to wish for being with Young Master Mu….." Zhao Xi'er spoke tearfully. Her voice was filled with sorrow and pity.
Wen Xiangyang, standing outside the door, could not bear to listen anymore. She pushed open the door and barged in.
The loud noise startled Mu Chaoyang and Zhao Xi'er, and they both turned to look at Wen Xiangyang. Seeing Wen Xiangyang storming in, with such a fierce look on her face, Mu Chaoyang stood up and blocked Wen Xiangyang. She spoke harshly, "What are you doing here? What more do you want to do to Xi'er? Wen Xiangyang, do not forget that you are nothing more than my brother's mistress!"
Zhao Xi'er noticed Mu Chaoyang scolding Wen Xiangyang. A sense of revenge flickered in her eyes, but she instead gently pulled on Mu Chaoyang's sleeve, her eyebrows lowered in gentle submission," Sister-in-law, please don't speak so ill of her...."