Mu Lianhui's words made Mrs. Lian's heart fluctuate, and now she felt suffocated again.
The atmosphere at the table suddenly became quiet.
Everyone knew Mu Lianhui's words were sharp, but hearing her say it in person was truly unsettling.
Madam Wu shook her head repeatedly and said, "How can you speak to your mother like that? Your mother has been nothing but sincere to you, and you're old enough to know better than to speak just for a moment's satisfaction."
"Grandmother," Mu Lianhui's long eyelashes trembled as she said stubbornly, "I seek more than just a moment's satisfaction in words; I seek joy in what I do."
This was about the calculation with Li Luan in Wangmei Garden that day.
Wangmei Garden changed Mu Lianhui's path; she lost the favor of Cining Palace, and it took years before her marriage could be arranged.
Madam Wu didn't want to delve into the rights and wrongs of the past with Mu Lianhui. She sighed and didn't press further upon hearing her speak like this.
