"Shut up!"
Rong Mochen roared with cold, predatory eyes fixed on Fu Mulan, the murderous intent in his gaze completely unmasked, "You have no right to mention her name! Fu Mulan!"
Rong Mochen finally roared in rage.
Fu Mulan's back trembled violently, looking at Rong Mochen with some panic.
This was an instinctive reaction.
She had developed a submissive nature after working by his side for so many years!
Whenever his lips turned downward even slightly, she felt fear, panic, and helplessness!
So every task he gave her, she strived to complete flawlessly, perfectly. She didn't want him to show even a hint of dissatisfaction or disappointment towards her.
Such a thing would make her hate herself, hate herself for failing to please him, hate her own incompetence!
She lived every day in a state of high mental tension and panic, just fearing that she wasn't good enough, fearing disappointment, fearing even a slight frown from him.
She worked so hard!
