Yan Hong glared fiercely at Yan Qianyi.
"Who allowed you to bring such a disaster back here! Luckily, Housekeeper Li is a reasonable person!"
Yan Qianyi rolled her eyes.
Ah Lie wasn't a disaster at all.
Even if Ah Lie hadn't intervened today, she would have.
Yan Hong then instructed Aunt Xue, "Hurry and brew a pot of tea; I'll deliver it myself."
In the reception hall.
Li De stood behind Mu Yunlie.
At this moment, with no one else present, his posture was even lower, as if he dared not gaze at Mu Yunlie's tall figure.
Mu Yunlie remained silent, and so did he, looking very uneasy.
After a moment, Mu Yunlie's deep voice resounded.
"Over these years, has the Mu Family only raised such a failure as Mu Zicheng?"
"Young Master!" Li De immediately bowed deeply at ninety degrees, "You've seen something laughable."
Mu Yunlie turned around, his bewitchingly beautiful almond-shaped eyes slightly narrowed, emitting a hint of chill.
"Housekeeper Li's son is also well-taught."