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Meng Xiaolan looked at this slut and proudly asked Fourth Master Mo, "Uncle, who is this esteemed guest?"

"Her name is Hua Wushuang, she's my niece."

Niece? Could it be the legendary Junior Martial Sister? When Meng Xiaolan thought of the little books she had secretly read in the past, the information about Senior Martial Brother and Junior Martial Sister … The expression on his face instantly turned unsightly. A wave of old and new hatred surged out, causing his heart to burn with a raging fire. If not for her uncle's dignity, she would have already rushed forward to slap this shameless Junior Sister in the face.

Alright, in this world, my junior sister is hateful.

Not knowing the resentment in her niece's heart, she turned to Hua Wushuang and said: "This is my niece, Meng Xiaolan. I heard that you two already know each other and may have misunderstood her."

"Fourth Martial Aunt, you are serious. Although there was a small misunderstanding between Miss Meng and me, it is all in the past." No matter how much she disliked the spicy young miss in front of her, it was impossible to express her displeasure. After all, she was her martial uncle's niece, and even if she didn't look at the Buddhist Sangha, she still had to look at the Buddhist Sangha, so she didn't want to make things difficult for her martial uncle.

"Yes, uncle, Xiao Lan is not so petty as to take it to heart." How could a young miss with a thousand gold possibly have any knowledge or experience with such a lowly commoner? Wouldn't that ruin her style?

Master Mo looked at the two of them, not sure if he could tell if they were sincere or faking it. However, he continued, "I heard that you guys are very knowledgeable in the art of zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. I believe that you can become good friends in this area."

The two of them harrumphed when they heard this. My good friend, don't even think about it.

"Fourth Martial Aunt, please excuse me. How could Wushuang's Zither Chess compare to Miss Meng's?" Compared to her, he had only insulted his zither.

Meng Xiaolan proudly said, "At least you know your place. A lowly commoner like you actually dares to compare yourself with a young miss. This is such a great insult."

However, he still said: "No need, it's Miss Wushuang praising me too much."

Who was Fourth Master Mo? Upon hearing these words, he thought that these two people would have a hard time dealing with each other. He looked at his son and saw that he was still calm and composed. Forget it, now that his children were old, he couldn't care less. In any case, he always believed in the blessings of children and grandchildren.

And looking at all this, the young mistress of the Zhang family, who had a direct temper, could not bear to watch any longer. Why did she keep on going around and talking? Wasn't it tiring to talk like this?

Although it was only her second time meeting her and she had only said a few simple and polite words, she always felt a sense of familiarity towards her, as if she was an old friend or even family member of many years.

Sigh, that's impossible. I've been in the small town since I was young, but I've never seen this Hua Wushuang before. Why do I feel that she's so similar to someone? But I just can't remember who she looks like.

"Alright, the food is cold now. Everyone, hurry up and eat." At the order of the boss, everyone started to eat with their chopsticks. At the dining table, Chen'er's small, honey-like mouth and simple and innocent personality made everyone extremely happy. Even the usually quiet Mo Wuhuan could not stop laughing at this little fellow, making him and Meng Ling wish that they could have such a cute little fellow.

After the meal, Meng Xiaolan angrily returned to her room. She had been attending to Little Red since she was young. This was the first time she saw her young miss so angry after coming to the villa. [Weren't you always so happy when you were with the young master cousin?] Why was he so angry today?

"Miss, how are you?" Little Red was very careful.

"Isn't it that little bitch called Hua Wushuang?" Meng Xiaolan gritted her teeth in anger at the mention of this name. It was as if she had killed her father's enemy.

Today, she saw her cousin and that little slut glancing at each other. Junior Martial Sister's voice was extremely cheerful and honest. Just thinking about it made her feel angry, but unable to vent it out.

That slut must be trying to seduce her cousin, wanting to sit with this second young mistress of the Joy Villa … Hmph, with her, Meng Xiaolan, there's no way she can succeed. She must think of a way to chase this bitch out of Pleasure Manor. This Second Young Master belonged to her, Meng Xiaolan. Nobody could take him away from her.

"Hua Wushuang?" She remembered that Xiao Liu, who had a good relationship with her back at the Manor, had told her earlier that a beautiful and gentle lady with good kung fu had arrived at the Manor. She seemed to be called Hua Wushuang. Hadn't she never met the young lady before? How could he make her angry?

However, it was also true that she was already used to girls who were prettier than her and didn't have any good expressions or good words to say to them. However, she felt pity for that girl called Hua Wushuang. If she offended her young mistress, she was afraid that this Miss Hua Wushuang would not be at ease.

"It's this little slut who bullied me with that bastard last time, causing my cousin to ignore me until now." It was clearly that little slut's fault, yet her cousin was angry at her. What kind of nonsense was that?

"It's her." Xiao Hong muttered softly. So the one that people were talking about with interest in Daizhou City was that Miss Hua. Although Miss Hua wanted to be alone with her young master that day, she did not leave the mansion. However, according to the people in Daizhou City, Miss Hua was like a fairy.

Honestly speaking, Miss Hua was also a kind person who loved everyone. She was not like her young mistress who was delicate and weak in front of her young master, pretending to be kind and weak. However, behind her back, she was fierce and rude. If she were a young master, she would choose that flower lady instead of blindly choosing her young lady.

"Stupid girl, what are you thinking about? Is the skin itchy again? " Big Miss Meng, who was already in a bad mood, was in need of something to vent her anger on. As long as you were not careful, your skin would be swollen.

"I didn't think anything. I just thought that slut was really despicable. She actually dared to offend the young lady. I truly don't dare to live anymore." Xiao Hong knelt on the ground trembling in fear. Even though her young mistress was a girl and looked delicate and weak, her hand strength was not any weaker than a man's. The last time she almost got beaten to death, it was due to her survival that she was saved. As for the little girl Ting, because she did some imprinting on the clothes of the little miss, she was beaten up to the point where she couldn't move. There was not a single person in the mansion who wasn't beaten up by the little miss. If he hit them, they still couldn't be discovered by the old master. If the young miss was scolded by the old master because of them, the moment the old master turned around, they would immediately be killed by the young lady.

"This is so infuriating." He sat on the stool angrily and picked up the cup of tea Xiao Hong had poured for him. With a frown, he said, "What tea do you want to drink? You're so stupid that you need me to tell you everything. Can't you grow a little smarter now and then?" As he scolded her, he poked the little girl's head. He looked as if he was disappointed in her.

Little Red was confused by the little miss's scolding and was pricked painfully by her sharp nails. However, she could not reveal it and had to show an expression of being moved by the scoldings. Otherwise, her life would be in danger even more. She only hoped that her anger would dissipate after her young miss scolded her. If it didn't, then she was definitely not fully wounded today and would have to kneel for several hours …

After cursing for a long time and venting out all the frustration in her heart, Lady Meng finally said, "Go and bring me my lotus seed water." Forget it, let this girl go. After all, this place wasn't my residence. If this were to spread to my uncle's and cousin's ears, it would leave behind a bad impression.

"Yes." Xiao Hong almost cried from the pain. It was glad that it escaped this calamity.