Jiang Anning sat up abruptly and exclaimed angrily, "What did you say?"
Shen Mu shrugged, "Isn't it true? I thought you were gentle, kind, and always willing to compromise, and you had the advantage of knowing Huo Yunxiao for over twenty years. You were like a goddess that I could never compare to."
"But I was wrong. You are just a more vicious and scheming woman than Shen Qingrou and her sister. What right do you have to make things difficult for me?"
When Shen Mu exposed Jiang Anning's plan, she didn't get this angry.
But now, it seemed like Shen Mu had torn off the fake skin that Jiang Anning was wearing, revealing her dirty and despicable soul inside.
For a moment, Jiang Anning felt that such a person standing next to the noble and god-like Huo Yunxiao was really sacrilegious.
This thought only lasted for a moment, and she suppressed it forcefully, shouting, "Shut up! Shen Mu, let me tell you, Yunxiao is mine! No one can take him away!"
