A Professional Lackey

The two of them turned around and saw Lin Mengjia walking towards them.

The one who followed by her side was the one who forcefully introduced her to the Mediterranean Sea …

This time, Mu Xiyan understood everything.

A sharp and ear-piercing sound rang in his ears, attracting quite a few gazes from the surroundings.

However, Lin Mengjia didn't mind at all. She slowly walked closer to Mu Xiyan, "Don't think that just because you've been studying abroad for a few years you're treating yourself as nothing. If you fight with the Xiao family in D city, you might not even know how you died …"

"Pah!"

A crisp slap sounded out. A clear palm imprint instantly appeared on Lin Mengjia's face. She covered her face in disbelief as she looked at Mu Xiyan.

"When did it become you, an outsider, to intervene in the matter between me and the Xiao family?"

What did it mean by enemies having a narrow path?

The Xiao family was the deepest pain in Mu Xiyan's heart, and no one knew the reason for her nightmares all these years.

This time, she had come back to her hometown because she wanted to end this old story.

Mu Xiyan rubbed her wrist. She truly couldn't understand what benefits Xiao Yunfei had given this woman to be such a professional lackey.

Lin Mengjia's face was burning in pain, and her tears started to roll down her face uncontrollably. She was in a very sorry state.

"Mu Xiyan, you dare hit me? Do you believe that I can make you disappear from fashion tomorrow? "

When she was still in university, Mu Xiyan had always stolen her limelight. She had thought that the Xiao family would be able to teach her a lesson, but who knew that she would get slapped for no reason? How could she keep her cool!

As she spoke, she extended her hand towards Mu Xiyan's face. Unexpectedly, someone grabbed her and viciously threw her hand back.

"What arrogant words. Those who don't know, they might think that your young miss Lin wants to unify the world."

Wu Qing stood in front of Mu Xiyan, snickering as she looked at Lin Mengjia.

Did he really have the guts to say that he'd made Mu Xiyan disappear in front of her?

Due to her surname, people gradually forgot about Mu Xiyan's identity. However, her Wu family was at its peak, and she, Lin Mengjia, wanted to use her wrist in front of her. Wasn't she afraid of losing an arm?

Seeing her best friend like an old hen protecting her behind, Mu Xiyan felt both warm and funny.

She smiled.

"Lin Mengjia, I advise you to take a look at the situation before you bite. Or rather, are you sure you're willing to bite me like a dog and smash your own rice bowl? "Even if Miss Lin has a wide network of contacts and connections and can make that person disappear at any given moment, this opportunity is not always present. You must understand and cherish it."

Hearing her words, Lin Mengjia's complexion turned worse and worse. However, Wu Qing laughed out loud and looked at Lin Mengjia with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.

Indeed, Lin Mengjia was just an ordinary clothing designer. If it wasn't for the argument just now, no one present would even know her name.

If he had relied on 'walking' to maintain his relationship up till now, or even appeared here, then the 'leaving' in those words would probably be more suitable to be used as' crawling '.

Sensing the stares from the crowd, Lin Mengjia's expression became extremely ugly, as if she had swallowed a dead fly. However, she couldn't find any words to refute them.

She wanted to say that Mu Xi Yan could only compete because of Wu Qing, but she couldn't afford to offend Wu Qing. She could only stare at Mu Xi Yan hatefully, wishing that she could rush over and strangle her to vent her anger.

At this moment, the match was announced to have begun and the crowd gradually dispersed. Lin Mengjia fiercely glared at Mu Xiyan and walked away.

"Sigh, this Lin Mengjia is really shallow. The Mu family is so much more glorious than our family …"

Mu Xiyan didn't refute Wu Qing's words.

After all, the name of the Mu family used to be famous, but now everyone knew whether it was the Mu family or the Xiao family.

Soon, Mu Xiyan's name was called. She walked in confidently while holding the painting. Lin Mengjia who was at the side was on the verge of exploding from anger as she pulled the people by her side away.

"Sister Meng Jia, you …"

Before the girl that was pulled away could finish her sentence, a slap directly landed on her face.

The impact of the punch was not any weaker than the one on Lin Mengjia.

"Useless thing, I told you to find someone to hold Mu Xiyan back. Is this how you handle things?"

Xu Yuan covered her face. She wanted to cry but didn't dare to, so she could only lower her head and apologize.

"Sorry, sister Meng Jia, sorry …"

"What's the point of apologizing!"

Turning around the corner, he saw Mu Xiyan waiting in line. Lin Mengjia's face was filled with gloom.

"No matter what, I can't let that girl smoothly enter the finals today …"