"Mom, don't let Qing go. If she goes, I won't!"
Mu Xiangxiang pouted and started to act coy, hugging Old Mrs. Mu's arm.
Old Mrs. Mu lovingly petted Mu Xiangxiang's head and turned on her protective mode.
"Alright, if Xiangxiang says who can't go, then that's it, they can't go."
To reassure her daughter, Old Mrs. Mu hastily instructed everyone, "Mrs. Liu, Mrs. Lin, you heard Xiangxiang!"
"Neither of your daughters are allowed to go. If they do, don't call them part of the Old Mu Family."
As soon as Old Mrs. Mu finished speaking, both Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Liu's faces changed.
They knew in their hearts that with Mu Xiangxiang's powdered face and shockingly red lips, it was unlikely she'd be chosen.
While their own daughters, even if they didn't have such fine clothes, were much prettier than their aunt.
Thus, their chances of being chosen were higher.
