The mother and daughter held hands, marching indoors with great momentum.
Mu Jingxi followed behind, looking at this battle-ready stance, feeling a bit helpless.
He held his forehead with one hand, still making a last attempt, "Qiaoqiao, Little Nuomi, you two..."
In a flash, the mother and daughter simultaneously turned back, a pair of beautiful eyes sparkling with flames of anger, another pair of clear eyes dark as obsidian, both glaring at him.
The adult had some level of threat; the child, apart from being cute, almost had no threat at all.
Instead, it seemed intentionally adorable.
Qiao An pursed her lips, with a face full of displeasure, "Mu Jingxi, you better not stop me!"
As a woman, Qiao An truly couldn't stand those mistresses who destroyed other people's families!
Especially, the ones who destroyed families of those close to her.
Situ Yunshu, in her eyes, was a free-spirited woman, but unexpectedly, got hurt time and again because of Mu Jingnan's unreachable love.
