Mrs. Jin was in a good mood, her whole demeanor practically glowing.
By now, Matchmaker Sun should have gone to the main house, maybe even dragged to the third branch by the old lady.
Once Mu Dashan signed the marriage contract, the hard days for their big branch would be over.
When the silver was in hand, she would go to the county to find that teacher and get the exam questions first.
"Hmph, with Mu Dashan's blockhead, trying to fight me, no way."
Mrs. Jin muttered pleasantly to herself.
Mrs. Jin had been sitting for nearly half an hour; she was tired and had just risen to go to the backyard to rest when a dark shadow flashed in.
Mu Shuangshuang charged into Mrs. Jin's house, saw Mrs. Jin sitting on the chair, and without a word, rushed up and slapped her.
"Bitch, what exactly have you done."
"Smack," went a slap that made Mrs. Jin see stars; she trembled and fell to the ground.
Her face burning with pain, before she could clutch her face and scream, another slap landed.
