Mu Huaen's initially excited heart suddenly turned cold at these words.
So, she's afraid of Madam Ye!
Ye Haoyang naturally noticed the girl beside him was downcast, but he didn't think much of it, only feeling that the saying "a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea" is accurate—they become unhappy for reasons unknown.
Ye Haoyang arrived on horseback and followed behind the carriage on the return journey.
"Miss, Young Master Ye Er is indeed a good person," Juan'er said happily, "I knew he wasn't someone who only cares about looks."
"You misjudged him," Mu Huaen snorted coldly, "I heard from my mother that he loves beauty the most. Everything he wears or uses must look good, and he likes beautiful people. Even the maids who serve him must be good-looking."
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so bothered by her appearance in the past, giving Mu Huarong an opportunity.
