Mrs. Lin carried a basin of hot water and slowly walked toward Mu Xiangxiang's room.
On the way, she didn't encounter a single person from the Old Mu Family, so the excuse she had prepared didn't come into play.
Mrs. Lin let out a sigh of relief, looked down at the chili water in the wooden basin, and grinned slyly.
"Xiangxiang, don't blame me; blame yourself for blocking the path of our second branch, blocking my daughter Qing's way!"
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Old Mu Family, inside Mu Xiangxiang's room.
Old Mrs. Mu was taking care of Mu Xiangxiang, along with Mrs. Jin, who had been tricked into being there by Mu Shuangshuang.
At this moment, the hot water Mrs. Lin was supposed to bring hadn't arrived yet, and Mu Xiangxiang's foul-smelling clothes hadn't been removed, so the entire room was engulfed in a sour stench, even worse than when Mu Shuangshuang was reeking.
