Face-slapping 365 style: fast-paced daily life for actresses

Chapter 851 Witch VS Goddess 57
An Nuannuan was placed in an exquisite room, and guards were arranged on the third and outer floors of the courtyard. In addition, Mu Zhengyang sent four skilled maids to 'serve'.

An Nuannuan had other plans, so she didn't intend to leave at all. After taking a hot bath and feeling comfortable, she had just changed into the fancy clothes that Mu Zhengyang sent over, and Mu Zhengyang came over.

Looking at the girl who just took a bath, like a hibiscus coming out of clear water, Mu Zhengyang's eyes deepened, and he waved his hand, signaling the maidservant in the room to step down.

"Where's my adoptive mother? I want to see her." An Nuannuan sat down on a chair casually and asked indifferently.

"When you get married, you will naturally see her." Mu Zhengyang picked up the chair next to An Nuannuan and sat down. It was obvious that he was holding Mrs. Ouyang and forcing her to be honest.

Knowing this was the result, An Nuannuan didn't insist on it, but her mood was affected after all, and she said angrily, "I want to rest, please avoid it."

"In the evening, I will come over to have dinner with you." Mu Zhengyang stood up cooperatively, said these words, then turned and left.

An Nuannuan knew that it was useless to refuse, so she didn't want to waste any more saliva, so she turned and went into the inner room.

After lying on the bed, An Nuannuan didn't feel sleepy at all. She had been in a coma for so long before, but now she was energetic, thinking about how Mu Zhengyang planned to deal with his current wife. If she killed her, she just died in the mansion. When someone is married, it is certainly not possible to hold a wedding right away.

Divorcing his wife seems to be a way to avoid killing people, but as far as she knows, Mrs. Mu is very virtuous and has never done anything outrageous, and there seems to be no reason to divorce her wife.

An Nuannuan was thinking wildly, time passed in the blink of an eye, and the sky outside the window gradually darkened. At this moment, there were disorderly footsteps in the yard and the voice of the maidservant stopping her.

"Ma'am, the Patriarch has confessed that no one is allowed to step into this courtyard."

"Madam, please don't embarrass the slaves?"

"Go away, Mrs. Ben is the housewife, is there anyone in the backyard that Mrs. Ben can't go to?"

An Nuannuan frowned slightly when she heard this furious voice. She didn't think that Mrs. Mu came here to be jealous. The eldest son of the Mu family, Mrs. Mu's precious son, died in the An Nuannuan always remembers the one in her hand.

An Nuannuan just got up and got out of bed, only to hear a loud noise, and the door was kicked open violently.

"lady……"

"Miss Moon Goddess..."

The maid serving An Nuannuan followed closely into the house. She looked embarrassed and wanted to explain, but was interrupted by An Nuannuan's gesture.

Only then did An Nuannuan shift her gaze to Mrs. Mu. Her appearance was soft and beautiful, but her face was already showing signs of aging. Obviously, the death of her son had dealt a great blow to her, making her age quickly in a short period of time.

"Mrs. Mu, you came here to avenge your son?" An Nuannuan was asking Mrs. Mu, but her tone was affirmative.

"The witch, you are very self-aware, so just die!" Mrs. Mu was irritated by An Nuannuan's overly calm tone. It was obvious that the witch killed someone, so why didn't she feel any guilt at all?
After Mrs. Mu finished speaking, the spiritual energy in her right hand gathered together, and at the same time she said with a murderous look on her face: "The snow is flying and violent."

As Mrs. Mu's words fell, the temperature in the room dropped sharply, and there were visible snowflakes and wind blowing around Mrs. Mu.

(End of this chapter)