"Aunt, have some tea!"
In the main hall, Huang Bita respectfully held the tea, addressing Mu Xianxian.
Mu Xianxian's face wasn't looking too good. She had avoided paying tribute money to these relatives for a long time, but Mrs. Lin still kept bothering her about it, making Mu Xianxian uncomfortable.
Since Lin Xiaozao was being so thick-skinned, Mu Xianxian felt she didn't need to be polite either.
Mu Xianxian didn't even bother to raise her eyelids, nor did she reach out to accept the tea, leaving Huang Bita standing awkwardly.
Huang Bita was clueless and just stood there with the tea cup in hand, waiting for Mu Xianxian to take it.
Mu Dalang had not returned, and the other members of the Old Mu Family had no intention of helping Huang Bita.
At that moment, Mrs. Lin walked in from outside the main hall and said:
"Why are you still standing here? Are you mute? If your aunt doesn't take it, can't you make her take it?"
