Mu Xiangxiang's face looked extremely unpleasant, and her body was still somewhat weak. She raised her hand, pointing at Aunt Zhang, and said, "You better stop spewing nonsense here. What are you saying? Do you believe I'll tear your mouth apart!"
As soon as the words left her mouth, her voice was unusually hoarse, lacking any intimidation.
Aunt Zhang, seeing Mu Xiangxiang so agitated, was naturally pleased.
"Xiangxiang girl, Auntie is doing this for your own good! I'm not like your sister Mu Zhenzhen who keeps everything from you and snatches everything from you.
I heard that your sister is preparing more than a dozen taels of Silver as a dowry to marry into the Sun family!"
"You..." Mu Xiangxiang was trembling all over in anger.
Unfortunately, she just recovered from a serious illness, and for these few hours of sunshine each day, it's Mu Dashan who comes to carry her out so that she could see the light of day again.
