Aunt Song was slapped several times, her face swollen like a bun, and she swore she wouldn't let Mu Shuangshuang have it easy.
"Little bitch, seducing my son, I won't let you off easily!"
Aunt Song cursed for a long time, and just as she was about to leave the Old Mu Family's courtyard, someone rushed out.
It was Mrs. Lin, who had heard everything that had happened earlier.
She even knew Aunt Song's identity clearly.
"Oh, little sister-in-law, don't leave, why not come to my house for a bit?" Mrs. Lin said with a grin, her face ingratiating, as she spoke to Aunt Song.
"Who are you? Someone from the Old Mu Family?" Aunt Song replied coldly.
Aunt Song's son was a scholar, something Mrs. Lin was most concerned about.
If she could marry her own Qing to Aunt Song's son, she'd become the mother-in-law of a scholar.
Having a son-in-law who's an official is much better than one's own brother being an official.
