The woman’s face was flushed with anger: "Do you know who I am?"
"Don’t you know who you are?" Jiang Nuo questioned.
"Of course, I know who I am. I’m asking you, do you know who I am?"
"Sorry, I’m not really interested in women other than my wife. Of course, my future daughter is an exception."
The woman was grinding her teeth in rage. This damn Jiang Nuo was too much. If it weren’t for his handsome face and her wanting to flirt with him, she wouldn’t bother with him.
"I’m Ying Caide, the heiress of the Ying Family," after introducing herself, the woman lifted her chin and said, "Now you know who I am, right?"
Ying Caide?! As soon as Mu Bai heard this, she quickly checked out the woman.
The name Ying Caide was well-known to Mu Bai, not because this woman was particularly beautiful or capable, but because she was truly an oddity among women.
While others consider being a "playboy" shameful, Ying Caide was proud to be the female version, eager to sleep with all the men she found most handsome in the world.
Her collecting hobby was like some people’s obsession with stamps or antiques, only less classy and frowned upon by many.
Of course, her mother Wang Yuan would never allow her to associate with such a woman. She had only heard of her before, never seen her.
This time, she truly "witnessed" Ying Caide’s lustfulness.
Sigh... Given her uncle’s and aunt’s reputation, who doesn’t know he’s already married and has a great relationship with his wife?
"Um, Miss Ying..." Recalling that the Ying Family was one of the four major families in the Capital City, and not wanting to offend all four, since her brother Murong had already offended Yan Hao, the head of one of them, Mu Bai tried to smooth things over. "Are you also here to buy a dress? Like my uncle and aunt, are you attending my grandfather’s birthday tonight?"
She wanted to remind Miss Ying that the man she was trying to flirt with was her Mu family’s "uncle-in-law," and that she should judge the situation better and back off.
"Who are you?" Ying Caide sized up Mu Bai.
Mu Bai, though mingling in the upper-class circle, was younger than Ying Caide and was usually known only by name, not face.
"My surname is Mu, I’m Mu Bai, the heiress of the Mu family in the Capital City. This is our family elder, my great aunt, and this is her husband, Jiang Nuo, and this is my mom..."
Mu Bai tried to make peace, adopting a humble posture, but unfortunately, Ying Caide clearly looked down on her: "Oh, it’s you!"
With a face full of disdain.
"I know you. Last time your brother slept with Yan Shao’s woman, and Yan Shao put him in the hospital. Your Mu family is in turmoil now. I heard Yan Shao declared in the circle that no one is allowed to supply to your family anymore. You guys must be in quite a mess..." Ying Caide’s tone carried a hint of schadenfreude.
Mu Bai was displeased. No matter how unreliable her brother was, he was still her brother; no matter how much she disliked people only recognizing her as the Mu family’s eldest daughter instead of her name, it was still the family that gave her life.
"Our Mu family’s matters are none of your business." Having spent enough time with Mu Qiuniang, Mu Bai seemed to have learned a thing or two, pulling a straight face that was quite convincing.
Ying Caide smirked: "Just putting on a front, your Mu family is finished!"
"Ha! What are you, Ying Caide? Just someone flaunting under the Ying Family’s banner. If the Ying Family falls, you’d be even worse off than a stray dog."
"How dare you curse me? What are you? Just a fallen family barely holding on with a few worn-out plaques... Oh, no, a beggar in rich person’s clothes. No matter how well you dress, you can’t hide that sour smell all over!"
"Mom, don’t you find it so sour?" Mu Bai pinched her nose, pretending to smell something strange.
Wang Yuan immediately understood her daughter’s little scheme and cooperated: "Very sour indeed, I wonder where it’s coming from."
While speaking, she even pretended to look around.
"Mom, isn’t it coming from over there?" Mu Bai sniffed and suddenly pointed towards Ying Caide with surprise, saying.
"Oh my! Oh dear, seems the strange smell is coming from Miss Ying! I wonder how her former men could stand her, the smell is so strong..." Wang Yuan covered her nose, looking quite uncomfortable.
"Mom, you don’t know. It’s because her previous men couldn’t stand her smell that they all left her one by one, forcing her to constantly switch men. Tsk tsk tsk... truly pitiful, not even one sincere man, all just after her money, no wonder she feels unbalanced, seeing my uncle and aunt so happy and wants to break them apart..."
"That’s too much, isn’t it? People like that, envious of what others have but they don’t, wishing the whole world lacks what they don’t have, that’s just too selfish..." Wang Yuan sighed.
The mother and daughter sang in unison, enraging Ying Caide: "You... you..."
The server widened her eyes, almost bursting into laughter.
Hahaha... This is hilarious! Is this woman here to put on a comedy show?
People were peacefully buying clothes, and she suddenly appeared offering to keep others.
Only to find out the person was married with a wife. Then she orders him to divorce and become her toyboy.
Of course, the person wasn’t interested, clearly didn’t take her seriously, and was very offended. Then she looked down on their status, lowering her own.
In the end, the one who was enraged to the point of spitting blood was still herself.
The server, mindful of Ying Caide’s status, dared not laugh aloud, but Jiang Nuo wasn’t so courteous and laughed grandly as he pleased.
"Just wait! I won’t let you off!" Ying Caide spat out her venomous words.
She had come to hate Mu Bai and her mother, had grown to hate Jiang Nuo even more, and especially loathed that slut Mu Qiuniang clinging to Jiang Nuo, making her look bad.
In her mind, if not for that slut, none of this would have happened.
If Mu Qiuniang knew, she would surely feel wronged: What does this have to do with me?
Men shop for clothes quickly, especially someone like Jiang Nuo, a natural clothes hanger who looks good in everything.
So, picking out his clothes was a lot easier than choosing for Mu Qiuniang.
"Great Aunt, should I also pick out a set for Arong?" Since leaving home, Wang Yuan had been thinking about this and finally found an appropriate moment to quietly ask.
If she agreed, it meant she’d be able to see her son; if she didn’t, it wasn’t a good sign.
Though Mu Qiuniang’s face revealed no emotion, she still nodded: "Sure."
Wang Yuan was overjoyed: "Arong has loved looking good since he was a kid, enjoying wearing new clothes. Except for those he really liked, he usually only wears clothes once before tossing them aside..."
Mentioning her son got her talking endlessly, able to carry on from when he was in her womb to his current state, hundreds of times without getting tired.