Xia Jiangfu returned to the Xia family and exchanged glances with the butler, and then he confirmed that Xia Xintong was in his room and went upstairs.

"Xia Xintong, open the door."

Xia Xintong, who was already light sleeping, was startled by the aura sound. She turned her mind briefly and guessed that it was related to Muran. As for why she was so sure, it was thanks to Xia Jiangfu's training.

He opened the door slowly and saw the so-called father standing at the door, "Dad, what's wrong?" Xia Xintong asked pretending to be confused.

"Have you gone to the matter of asking you to apologize?" Xia Jiangfu looked at Xia Xintong with an innocent look on his face, and a hint of embarrassment flashed in his eyes. However, when he thought of his company, he could only hide this embarrassment in his heart.

"I haven't gone yet."

"Why don't you go? Are you not listening to your father's words?" Hearing Xia Xintong's words, he thought of being criticized by the old lady Mu, and his anger could no longer be controlled, and he scolded Xia Xintong with a scattered abuse.

As if she was extremely aggrieved, tears slowly surged in Xia Xintong's eyes, but she tightly controlled her to prevent it from sliding down. Her pretended strong look made Xia Jiangfu pause. Although she knew it was not Xia Xintong's fault in her heart, she was too arrogant, and now she could only aggrieved her daughter.

What a pity, I was born in my own family.

"Tongtong." Xia Jiangfu regained his consciousness, "Old Mrs. Mu said, as long as you admit your mistake, this matter will be over."

Going over? Humph, they have to ask her if they want to go over.

"I understand, I listen to my father." After this period of experience, Xia Xintong naturally understood when and how to maximize the benefits. She responded with grievance, and wanted to leave a seed called softness in Xia Jiangfu's heart.

"Okay, this is my father's good child." Xia Jiangfu gave a few simple instructions and urged Xia Xintong to set off quickly and solve it earlier, so that his company could also ask for trouble earlier.

Xia Xintong rarely came out for breathing. A sound came from her phone. It was probably the address of Xia Jiangfu. She said she would go, but she didn't say when she would go.

A simple white shirt and an ordinary puffy skirt were completely dressed up as a lady. With the long black head, she was simply tied into a ponytail, and her whole body revealed fresh and energetic Mu Yan. In addition, Xia Xintong herself has a pretty good appearance, with fair and translucent skin, red lips and white teeth, and her appearance without makeup is rare at the moment, which has attracted a lot of attention now.

It was already afternoon when I was searching for the hotel location. I rang the doorbell and as the door gradually opened, my true face was finally revealed.

Old Mrs. Mu, dressed in Tang suit, sat on the sofa, her head full of white hair was woven into a bun, and only a slant-wood hairpin was inserted obliquely. It was extremely simple, but Xia Xintong saw the extraordinaryness of this thing.

"You are Xia Xintong." Old Mrs. Mu looked at the person in front of her. Her face was too delicate and she looked like a vixen. She was not polite to Xia Xintong at the moment, and her aura was fully opened, which made Xia Xintong's heart tremble.

Sure enough, she was still too weak, right? During this period of outbreak, she was completely trying to make Jiang Di and Muran get the punishment they deserve, but she forgot that she had no bargaining chips.

There is Rong Ye behind Jiang Die, but she doesn’t; there is Old Lady Mu behind Mu Ran, but she doesn’t; she doesn’t have any money, power, and connections.

Why should she fight with them like this?

"I wonder what happened to Mrs. Mu who came to me?" If it were unsightly, Xia Xintong would have been trembling nervously now.

"It is said that it is because of your reason that my Mu family's baby granddaughter has encountered such a problem, right?"

It turns out that Mrs. Mu is here to settle the score after autumn, which is a pity.

"I wonder what evidence does Old Mrs. Mu have, prove that I did it?"

"Xia Xintong, this is what you did. If it weren't for you, how could I..." She was stripped of her clothes after being looked down on. She couldn't say the words behind her.

"Miss Mu, did I do the things you said? Or did I ask someone to do it? I seem to remember that you pushed me out that day."

"That's it, that's it..." After Xia Xintong's repeated questions, Muran's little bit was not enough at all, and she wanted to find a good excuse at the moment.

Old Mrs. Mu watched from the side, feeling a little angry. Muran was from the Mu family no matter what, if the identity of Kyoto was not as good as that of Lianliancheng, if this was transmitted to Kyoto, how could she be a human being?

"Ms. Xia is very eloquent. I just don't know if Miss Xia has the ability to match this eloquent." As expected, it was Mrs. Mu. After a few words, she turned the topic to another matter. Mrs. Mu was telling her not to be too arrogant and be careful not to be able to take advantage of her.

If it were just Muran, Xia Xintong would not have any estimates. As long as she thought, she would naturally find a way to make her survive. But if the protagonist was replaced by Old Lady Mu, she would really have to think twice.

After all, the fact that Mrs. Mu has come from the wind and rain for so many years is indelible.

"I'm looking for Miss Xia today, just to see something for my granddaughter." As soon as he heard this, Xia Xintong's nerves tense up all over her body, and her eyes refused to take a moment from Old Lady Mu.

Muran finally heard the intention of Mrs. Mu preparing to take action, and stood calmly behind Mrs. Mu, but his eyes were extremely vicious.

Old Mrs. Mu slowly stood up from her position and walked step by step to Xia Xintong's eyes. "Bang", a crisp sound came from the air. Xia Xintong tilted her head, and half of her face suddenly swelled, with five finger marks clearly printed on it.

Muran looked at Xia Xintong like this, and his mouth was about to fall behind his ears, and he felt a little proud. Xia Xintong, you are today too.

Xia Xintong felt the pain on her body, but thanks to the slap of Mrs. Mu, the original tension disappeared without a trace, leaving only an incomparable hatred, but she was perfectly hidden in her eyes.

Very good, she remembered this slap. One day, she will definitely return it a hundred times.

The sharpness in Xia Xintong's eyes did not escape the eyes of Old Mrs. Mu. Her firm gaze made her heart shudder. This woman should not be kept.

Old Mrs. Mu knew countless people, but her judgment of Xia Xintong was constantly changing. However, the forbearance just now made the alarm ring in her heart.

The wrinkled hand subconsciously raised it and waved it towards the tender face, but was stopped by someone.
Chapter completed!