Mu Lan smiled innocently, unhurried and unflustered; she had realized that getting all worked up was pointless, but a softer approach seemed far more effective.
"Auntie, you're really wronging me here. Why would I have any reason to show off to you?
I do feel quite sorry about my cousin's situation. But, as you know, Tingxiao is stubborn, and I can't persuade him.
Is he doing alright in Africa? I, as his cousin-in-law, have been quite concerned about him."
Huo Qitang was so angry his nose was almost crooked.
"You still have the face to mention your cousin? Would he be in such a godforsaken place if it wasn't for you?"
This reaction almost made Mu Lan burst out laughing, but she had to keep up appearances.
"Auntie, if you raise your voice any higher, everyone in the hall will hear. Then, when they start asking questions, what will you say…"
