"Yan Xinxin, what the hell are you saying!"
Mira immediately jumped out to defend Mu Qianshui.
Yan Xinxin maintained a composed and elegant smile.
"I'm saying, I'm here to ruin your day,"
she lazily repeated, then pulled out a wedding invitation from her bag and handed it to Mu Qianshui.
"This is the wedding invitation for Chuxi and me, and this one is for you, Lady Mu."
She said, watching the next moment as Mu Qianshui's face turned so sour and offensive it could make one's eyes burn!
"Hope Lady Mu will arrive early, and don't lose the invitation. If it's lost or damaged, Chuxi would be unhappy."
Yan Xinxin said while stuffing the invitation into Mu Qianshui's hand, then took little Chenxi by the hand.
"Xixi, mommy will take you inside to find auntie."
"Mm-hmm!"
"Yan Xinxin, damn you, stop right there!"
Mira, in a fit of panic, rushed in front of Yan Xinxin, blocking her path.
