"Your father is no longer around, and you have no support left. How long do you think Aunt Xu’s affection for you will last?"
Qin Muni naturally understood the insinuation in her words; Bai Wan Yun’s affection was largely due to having a wealthy and powerful father as a backer.
She knew better than anyone that Bai Wan Yun’s affection for her far exceeded that of her biological mother Zhao Yaru. She was incredibly fortunate to have caught Bai Wan Yun’s eye and earned her favor in this lifetime.
The close mother-daughter-like bond she shared with Bai Wan Yun over the years wasn’t something Xia Yuge could easily disrupt with a few words.
"I may have lost my father as a backer, but don’t I still have the Xu Family? If you’ve got the guts, try to touch me!"
Every word carried arrogance and extreme arrogance, not showing the slightest concern for Xia Yuge, whose fury was ablaze.
As her words fell, an impatient expression appeared on her face. She rose from the sofa, looking down condescendingly at Xia Yuge, who sat on the sofa suppressing her anger.
"Nine years ago, after you invited Yisen to your graduation dance, you drunkenly called me and said... I was just lucky to be born into a wealthy family, nothing impressive, and still couldn’t win over your weight in Yisen’s heart."
Her tone was as elusive as mist, momentarily making it difficult to grasp her emotions.
Back then, already disappointed by Xu Yisen not accompanying her to the graduation dance, Qin Muni, upon receiving Xia Yuge’s call and hearing her sarcastic and disdainful words, rushed to Xia Yuge’s workplace in anger and punched her twice.
Looking back now, she still felt those punches were immensely satisfying!
Her words paused slightly, followed by a mesmerizing light radiating from her bright gem-like eyes.
"The advantage of being born into a wealthy family is that while you’re still racking your brains on how to attach yourself to big money, I’ve already effortlessly connected with them. Oh, and as for the weight in Yisen’s heart, I’m really not interested."
Her words openly revealed that her connection with Xu Yisen was entirely to latch onto wealth.
Over the years, Xia Yuge leveraged Xu Yisen to ascend to the pinnacle of the modeling world, partially revealing her urgent desire to connect with Xu Yisen.
Some things are clear to everyone, just that Qin Muni expressed it too directly.
Qin Muni didn’t want to waste more time with her and called, "Uncle Zhang, please see the guest out."
Uncle Zhang had been waiting just outside the living room. His distance was perfectly measured—far enough not to overhear the conversation between the two, yet close enough to respond with a call.
Thus, when Qin Muni called for him to escort the guest, he walked into the living room with steady steps, "Yes, young madam."
"Thank you for coming," Qin Muni said with a light laugh to Xia Yuge and then stepped out of the living room.
Uncle Zhang extended a hand, gesturing for the now-standing and slightly pale Xia Yuge to leave.
As Xia Yuge followed behind Uncle Zhang, just before leaving the hall, she paused, turned around, and glared at the spot where Qin Muni previously sat, her gaze filled with toxic hatred.
In these past few days at the Xu Family, Qin Muni would accompany Grandma Xu for some sun and conversation in the morning, arrange flowers and have afternoon tea with Bai Wan Yun at noon, and take a walk with Grandma Xu in the evening. After the walk, she’d usually read in the attic on the top floor.
As she lazily sat cross-legged on the wool carpet reading, she suddenly heard faint footsteps approaching.
She slowly raised her head, a delighted smile still lingering at the corner of her mouth.