As she undid the buttons of her shirt and saw her skin reddened in the mirror, she unconsciously raised her hand to gently touch it, right on the chest.
The warmth of her touch met the scalded spot and swiftly retreated.
She hadn't even realized she was burned; she was simply burning with anger.
She hadn't expected Jing Qing to come looking for her as soon as she returned, let alone do something so impulsive.
What she expected even less was that Jing Qing would turn around and head to the Mu Family, crying her heart out in Feng Fanghua's arms. When Feng Fanghua asked her what was wrong, she wouldn't say, and it was only later that she dried her tears and said in a fragile voice, "Auntie, I'm sorry for crying on your shoulder as soon as I arrived. You truly feel closer to me than my own mother in my heart."
"How could I not know you, my child? Tell Auntie what happened. Who had the audacity to hit your beautiful face like this? Who in Rongcheng would ever dare to strike you?"
