215: Uninvited Guest

Uninvited Guest

After resting for the night, they started their trip home.2

Due to the amount of food, the return trip was a bit slow, but it was thankfully safe the whole way, and they did not encounter any zombies .

Around evening, Qiao Mu arrived home.

Her expression automatically relaxed as soon as she entered. She called with a glutinous voice, "Mother, I'm back."

"Ah, Qiaoqiao's back." A woman's soft voice was heard.

However, it was as good as a blast of thunder on a clear day in Qiao Mu's ears.

She started, and her chilly eyes turned to the woman who spoke.

Wen Ruwan was quietly standing in her house's courtyard next to Grandmother. She wore a bright red buttoned robe over a cyan-colored flowery pleated skirt. There was a pot of stew in her hands as she looked at Qiao Mu with a bright smile.

Fragmented scenes flitted before her eyes. A Wen Ruwan as soft and gentle as the one before her tearfully complained to her father, "Xiao Sen's too hard to teach. Being a stepmother is hard. If I manage him too strictly, people will gossip. If I manage him too loosely, he will go out and stir trouble like today. I really don't know how to raise him…"

The younger brother who her mother risked her life to birth was raised astray by this woman for no reason and ended up pointlessly dying in a senseless love affair.

When her brother died, he was merely 16 years old. Such a young life burned into smithereens just like that.

The change in the aura around Qiao Mu was felt most clearly by Mo Lian who had entered right behind her.

The child was perfectly fine a second ago. But in the blink of an eye, the weather changed and the viciousness in her burst up.

Currently, there was ice in her eyes. Her wooden and cold expression made it seem like he had returned to the first time he met her when she used a rock to mercilessly bash Wu Yanzhen in the head.

Crown Prince Mo's eyes narrowed dangerously and followed Qiao Mu's bone-chilling gaze toward the unsettled and terrified woman standing next to the flowerbed.

"Why are you here?"

Xiao Qiaoqiao's inquiry rang just as Duan Yue stepped into the little courtyard.

He almost blurted out in nervousness, 'I-I came to find you…'

But then he quickly realized, 'Oh, I seem to have misunderstood. Xiao Qiaoqiao isn't berating me! She's berating someone else!'

"Scram!" Qiao Mu shouted at Wen Ruwan and pointed at the door as she turned to the side to yield a path for her.

The stew pot nervously held in Wen Ruwan's arms nearly crashed to the ground and she fell to her knees in front of Elderly Lady Qiao née Wang with a plop. Her fragile figure started to shiver and two tracks of tears streamed down without pause. "Aunt…"

Elderly Lady trembled from anger and forcefully slapped the stone table. "Y-you! You're too unmannered! This i-is your Aunt Wen! Y-you…"

She was so angry that she could not properly structure her words.

Poisonous arrows shot out of Qiao Mu's eyes. "Chang Zai!"

Steward Chang staggered over with an ashen face. He scrambled onto the ground. "Li-little Miss."

"What did I say when I left this place? Where did you get the nerve to allow everyone and anyone inside? Are you defying me?" Qiao Mu's eyes were round and her fists were tightly clenched. She was trembling as she shouted at Chang Zai, "Also pack your things and get out of my sight today! Immediately! Right now! Scram!"

Duan Yue was also intimidated and stayed silent, not daring to make any sounds.

When the soft and adorable Xiao Qiaoqiao flew into a rage, she was quite scary! Her fury was seemingly tangible and burned whichever unfortunate soul it touched! Regardless of how silly he was, he did not dare to touch the lioness' tail at a time like this!

Chang Zai frantically kowtowed. "Li-little Master, Chang Zai was wrong. Chang Zai won't dare to do it again. Chang Zai begs Little Master to give this old servant another chance."

Elderly Lady Qiao was bonelessly sitting on the circular chair from how infuriated she was. She kept shakily pointing at the enraged Qiao Mu.

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