Chapter 818 Don't Care
There was silence at the dining table again, and there was no sound.
Ning Yuewei seemed to have been slapped in public, her eyes widened in shock, and then her face flushed a little bit, she didn't know if it was from shame or annoyance.
Mu Zi'an was as simple as he was, and drank the soup in the bowl leisurely.
Ning Yuewei bit her lip, and a thin layer of water appeared in her eyes. After taking a few deep breaths, she lowered her posture: "I said something wrong, I'm sorry..."
"What are you apologizing for!" The old lady was furious, and said with an ugly face, "Look at how promising you are! I raised you up with a thousand pets, not to let you be abused by others!"
It's useless to scold Ning Yuewei obviously, but in fact she is scolding Muzi.
When Mu Zi accused Ning Yuewei of being uncultivated, it was equivalent to indirectly blaming the old lady for not teaching Ning Yuewei well, so it was no wonder that the old lady was so angry.
In fact, just now Mu Zi could have counterattacked in a more roundabout and tactful way, scolding people face to face for being insane and uneducated, it really seemed mean.
But Ning Yuewei shouldn't mention Huo Rong's death.
His death was a forbidden place in her heart.
In Mu Zi's eyes, the violation at that moment was an unforgivable crime! It is necessary to fight back with the greatest strength, so as to prevent Ning Yuewei from making fun of this matter from time to time in the future.
Mu Zi flicked the soup in the bowl, picked out the ginseng slices, and chewed them expressionlessly.
"No one abused her, but she abused herself." Mu Zi said, "Living in the presidential palace since she was a child, she regarded herself as the president's daughter, and was used to enjoying the favor of the stars, thinking that everyone was inseparable from her. In a position of authority, as soon as I appeared, she forgot the most basic self-cultivation, and regarded me as an intruder to provoke and oppress, lest I take away her brilliance."
She raised her head to look at Ning Yuewei, her eyes flashed with a sharp edge.
"I'm different from you. I don't need to be loved by others, and I don't need to beg for the rich and powerful. I sit here to eat, and I am aboveboard. Even if there are more daughters in the presidential palace in the future, I will not jump up and down like a clown. , is really ridiculous!"
Mu Zi's words were like a sharp knife, peeling off Ning Yuewei's hypocritical mask layer by layer, until the blood was dripping, making it unbearable to look directly at.
The blood on Ning Yuewei's face faded, and her face was pale.
The old lady was short of breath, her chest heaved violently, and she said anxiously: "You... what kind of attitude is this!!"
Most of the elders are like this. When their authority is threatened, they will talk to you about the truth, but when you refute them back from the truth, they will talk to you about their attitude.
"In order to bring you back, the whole family has gone through a lot of trouble. They have to prepare the banquet and deal with the public opinion. Everyone is trying to figure out what to do with you, so you put on such a posture?! You really lived outside when you were young. Ye Yechang is used to talking nonsense without knowing the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth! How can I know how to be grateful!" The old lady was furious.
After Muzi listened quietly, she swallowed the last mouthful of soup, put down the white porcelain spoon in her hand, and stood up slowly.
Everyone at the table looked at her.
"Madam, what attitude do you want from me?" Mu Zi's voice was soft and clear, "Grateful? Before this lunch, I haven't had a sip of water or a sip of rice from Situ's house for eighteen years. I never took a penny from you, and now I use my own blood to save your son's life, but I still want to be grateful to you?"
Mu Zi smiled lightly, and said: "I've finished eating, everyone take it easy."
She turned and left, too lazy to look at the old lady's livid face.
She came to Situ's house just to take advantage of the situation, not to compete with Ning Yuewei. Ning Yuewei held Situ's favor tightly in her hands, lest she lose half of it, but she didn't know that Mu Zi didn't care at all.
Whether she likes it or hates it, she doesn't care, and she doesn't care to please anyone.