After getting on the carriage, the maid saw her looking so pale and dared not make a sound.
But the less the maid spoke, the angrier Mu Huarong became. She reached out and pinched the maid's arm hard, "Are you mocking me too? Who gave you the courage?"
"Miss, no, I wouldn't dare..."
The maid, frightened, kneeled straight on the carriage.
But Mu Huarong didn't let her go. This time, she extended both hands and pinched the maid's body.
"Clearly, we are the same sisters, clearly born from the same mother, clearly I'm livelier than Mu Huaen, even our looks are similar, why did he choose Mu Huaen instead?"
He made his choice when we were both in swaddling clothes. Every time she thought of this, she felt like going mad, jealous to the point of madness.
When she was young and didn't understand the feelings between men and women, she realized that every time Ye Haoyang and Madam Ye came over, they would only play with Mu Huaen. Yet Mu Huaen seemed to dislike Ye Haoyang.
