Mrs. Chui couldn't contain herself any longer and burst out from the corner, pointing at Muniang's nose and cursing fiercely, "You little wretch, daring to play tricks on me, huh? Tell me! Is this house yours or not?!"
Before Muniang could speak, Qingya jumped to her feet, "Who do you think you are to point fingers at our Lady? Whether this house belongs to our Lady is none of your business!"
Muniang secretly admired Qingya's assertive behavior, which was becoming more and more like her own. However, she wondered if such behavior would make it difficult for Qingya to find a husband in the future. After all, not everyone was as blind as Yu Ze, right?
Once Mrs. Chui heard Qingya's words, she confirmed that the house really did belong to Muniang. For a moment, her greed outweighed her anger, her eyes gleaming as she began to conjure up all sorts of muddled thoughts.
Muniang found it amusing. Was this woman starting to daydream again?
