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"You heard her, she admitted it herself," Wen Mengxin said as if she had caught her smoking gun, her anger intensified by Zheng Nianru's attitude.
"You heard your mother's fart," Nian Xia took a step forward and cursed loudly, startling the group of young ladies raised in seclusion, while Wen Mengyue bit her lip unsure what to say next, and Wen Mengrong's eyes reddened. Wen Mengxin, mouth agape, never imagined she'd be cursed by a servant.
Ju Nanyi also blinked in surprise, feeling somewhat confused as to where he was. Such cursing couldn't even be heard from the servants in the houses of fourth-rank officials.
"What are you standing there for, slap her face for me—" Wen Mengxin recovered and immediately scolded her nearby servants.
