Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter

“How dare a servant treat me like this!” Being scolded by a servant like this, Mo Xueyan couldn’t stand it and raised her hand, ready to slap Mo Lan in the face. However, Mo Ye stopped Mo Xueyan and forcibly dragged her to the side. If Mo Xueyan’s two maidservants hadn’t reacted quickly, Mo Xueyan almost had lost her balance and fallen into the dust.

Glancing at Mo Xueyan with disgust, Mo Xuetong then directly ignored her and turned around to face Mo Huawen.

Behind her, Mo Xueyan’s voice rang through clenched teeth. “Mo Xuetong, wait and see.”

Mo Xuetong didn’t even answer her. She followed Mo Huawen into the manor. When the thick gate was closed with force, and when she heard the bam, she felt like it was in another life. “In this life, Father even drove away the ill-intentioned Old Madam. Does that mean I finally get away from last life’s entanglement?”

Seeing her absentminded, Mo Huawen thought she was worried about the Old Madam, so he turned around to tried to change the topic, and affectionately asked, “Tong’er, is everything going well in the royal palace?”

Mo Xuetong lightly smiled and followed Mo Huawen into the manor. Maybe because Old Madam had been gone, she felt somewhat comfortable, and even her expression looked relaxed. “Everything’s fine. It’s just that Fifth Princess’s pet monkey has scratched some consort’s face.”

Mo Huawen knew too well of the situation in the palace. “Though Tong’er didn’t say anything, things can’t be as easy as what she said. It’s lucky that she came back safe and sound and I can finally stop worrying. I know what His Majesty wants, but if we look at things closer, I don’t think King Xuan will be a good husband.

“But there’s nothing I can do now. I only hope the playboy can change his mind and really care for Tong’er.”

Mo Huawen put his hands behind his back. He walked in front of her and looked a little gloomy. “Later, some sirs from Duke Zhenguo’s manor will come visit us. Tell Nanny Ming to receive them. If they propose a marriage, she can just agree on it. I only need you for your mother’s mourning. As for if those poorly-behaved ones stay in mourning or not, your mother won’t care and neither will I.”

Mo Xuetong was shocked. “Father means that Duke Zhenguo’s manor wants Eldest Sister to marry into their manor now?”

Mo Huawen’s face looked terrible because the matchmaker Duchess Zhenguo sent to propose a marriage talked scornfully. When he thought of it, he felt the veins on his forehead bulging. “They said their heir was severely injured from saving your eldest sister and would faint from time to time. So they want your eldest sister to bring them good luck through marriage. He got injured because of her, and of course, she must be responsible for it.”

In the matter between Sima Lingyun and Mo Xuemin, when they said Sima Lingyun saved Mo Xuemin, they were simply trying to save face for the two manors. They didn’t expect Duke Zhenguo’s manor to openly try to get some “interest” from Mo Manor. They said it was because of saving Mo Xuemin. However, who really caused this, anyway?

Even if Duke Zhenguo’s manor had been so shameless to say it out loud, Mo Huawen really couldn’t bear to hear it out. However, when he thought of Mo Xuemin’s cruelty and rebellion, Mo Huawen nearly couldn’t wait to send her into Duke Zhenguo’s manor. Therefore, he decided to ignore the way people from Duke Zhenguo’s manor talked. Anyway, Sima Lingyun wasn’t a nice guy whatsoever.

Mo Xuetong would be more than glad to see Mo Xuemin marry the unfaithful guy, Sima Lingyun. However, she was before Mo Huawen now, so she deliberately knitted her slender brows and said, “Will Eldest Sister agree on it?”

“In her last life, Mo Xuemin framed me to death just to marry Sima Lingyun. In this life, I want to see how you two will end up without me!”

Neither of them wanted to marry the other now!

A burning fire seemed to flash before Mo Xuetong’s eyes, and in the fire, Mo Xuemin’s grim laugh seemed to ring somewhere. Mo Xuetong’s eyes turned vicious. “I’ll have them taste the desperate hate and bitterness in the netherworld!”

Mo Huawen looked stony and his tone carried a trace of disgust, which was something that never happened before. “Things have come to this point. On what grounds can she refuse?”