"You still dare to speak!" Mu Lianrong immediately directed her criticism toward Mu Qingge.
Mu Xiong's face was also gloomy. The tight corners of his mouth seemed to show that he was struggling to suppress the anger in his heart.
In his view, since Bai Xiyue's father died saving him, the Mu Mansion was responsible for taking care of her for life. Unlike Mu Lianrong, he hadn't thought of marrying Bai Xiyue to Mu Qingge. He simply felt that Bai Xiyue was like his own granddaughter. When she reached a marriageable age, finding a good family for her, with the support of the Mu Mansion, this poor child could have a happy life.
"Why wouldn't I dare to speak?" Mu Qingge said calmly.
Her gaze slowly shifted away from Mu Lianrong and landed on Mu Xiong, as she said with neither humility nor arrogance, "Even if someone is to be sentenced to death, they should at least know why they are being condemned, right?"
Mu Qingge's calm and composed demeanor took Mu Xiong by surprise.
