Dammit, some woman dared to seduce her man? If she knew who it was, she would definitely teach her a harsh lesson, preferably maiming her face beyond recognition, making her lips so swollen they'd be thicker than a donkey's.
Qin Mu fantasized for a while, then gathered her spirits and climbed out of bed: Qin Mu, you definitely can't let this go.
After getting up, washing up, she went downstairs, spirited and lively.
There was no one at home, only herself.
The auntie said the lady had taken the young miss to her early education class, Mu Zihao had gone to meet a client, and as for the young master, because he left so early, she didn't know what he was up to.
In the morning, when Jian Yan saw her at work, he took an extra glance at her: Why are your eyes swollen?
"Hm? Are they?"