She Lost Memory Before the Divorce-Chapter 121 - 0: Really Think She, Mu Lan, Is Easy to Bully? (1)

Chapter 121: Chapter 0121: Really Think She, Mu Lan, Is Easy to Bully? (1)

No, it wasn’t just that she had become outgoing, but her courage had grown as well.

Everyone knew that Huo Tingxiao had always turned a blind eye to his wife, and his previous remark was nothing more than a deliberate jab at Mu Lan.

To everyone’s surprise, she had actually snapped back?

A few relatives exchanged glances, their smiles tinged with a peculiar interest.

Mu Lan, of course, was unaware of what these people were thinking, she simply extended her congratulations out of politeness.

However, the expression on her cousin’s face seemed somewhat off.

“Cousin-in-law, I really can’t tell if those words were a genuine blessing or something else…”

Mu Lan’s face carried a smile, and her tone was significantly more sincere.

“Of course it’s a heartfelt blessing. I sincerely wish my cousin will also find such a good husband.”

But she truly didn’t understand why her cousin’s face looked even worse, and why she turned away with a resentful face and stopped speaking.

Han Yongmei had witnessed the formidability of this daughter-in-law at the mall before, and thought that this time she did it on purpose to retaliate. She had never liked Huo Qilian, the second aunt’s daughter, so she was pleased to see the other party be snubbed.

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“Why hasn’t eldest brother arrived yet? He wouldn’t still be busy even on such an important day, would he?”

Huo Qilian’s words carried a hint of insinuation, which instantly solidified the smile on Han Yongmei’s face.

“Where does that come from, youngest sister? Today is a great day for the Huo Family, and your eldest brother as the firstborn son of the Huo Family, how could he not attend?”

“I was just asking casually, why is eldest sister-in-law getting worked up?”

“I’m just worried that some people might not understand the situation properly and say something wrong that displeases the old master, which would be a terrible loss indeed.”

Han Yongmei’s tone was light, but her words were weighty.

All of the Huo daughters feared displeasing the old master, after all, the Huo Family was still dominated by the elderly patriarch.

Upon hearing this, Mu Lan finally matched the person in front of her; Huo Tingxiao’s second aunt was married to the second son of the Su Family in the south of the city, having a daughter, Su Yingying. It was said that there are different social classes among people, just as meat has different grades, and the wealthy in high society are also tiered.

Naturally, the Huo Family was the top-notch wealthy family in Sea City, at the forefront with six major families, Huo, Sheng, Han, Ye, Su, Min, each with complicated interconnections and century-old foundations.

Although Mu Lan too was from a wealthy second generation, her family’s foundation was not deep. Even if the Mu Family was prominent and considered as Sea City’s new nobility, in comparison to the six major families, they still fell a little short. Hence, when Huo Tingxiao married Mu Lan seven years ago, the news was a bombshell in Sea City’s high society, and as a result, Mu Lan, as the wife of the Huo Family’s eldest grandson, did not have much presence.

“Ah, on such an important day today, let’s not be so serious.

Mu Lan, long time no see, let third aunt have a look at you, you’ve become even more charming.”

Huo Qiyuan was the smoothest amongst the sisters, sensing a change in Han Yongmei’s attitude towards Mu Lan, she naturally shifted her own attitude to be much warmer.

“Third aunt has become even more radiant. Especially this cheongsam, it really complements your elegance. If I’m not mistaken, it must be Master Gu’s handiwork.”

Starting a conversation with women about clothing is the easiest way to build rapport, and Huo Qiyuan always had a special fondness for cheongsams. She wasn’t interested in foreign brands, and had countless cheongsams made by master tailors at home. Not many peers could appreciate them as much, so hearing these remarks from a young girl like Mu Lan naturally filled her with a favorable impression.

“This was specially custom-made for the old master’s birthday feast, and I also think it looks good.”

As several people were talking, Huo Qitang suddenly spoke up.

“Oh, look, the Sheng Family has arrived.”

The joy in his voice would make anyone unaware of the context think that the Sheng family was Huo Qitang’s own father.

Mu Lan glanced up to see Sheng Xueqin approaching with a charming smile and carrying two low-key yet luxurious gift boxes in her hands.

Sheng Xueqin, who was usually the epitome of a professional businesswoman, looked surprisingly delicate that day. She was dressed impeccably, luxurious without being vulgar, and wore no particularly prominent or large accessories. Even her makeup was subtly done, yet so flawless that it highlighted her maidenly grace. Clearly, her attire was designed to cater to the elders’ taste.

Following her, as always, Sheng Xueqian had a presence that was impossible to ignore, her sharp edges drawing attention.

“Grandpa Huo, may you live a long and endless life.”

Old Master Huo looked at the two with a pleased smile and nodded in satisfaction.

“Why are you two here so early? Isn’t Xueqin supposed to be at the company today? I feel a bit guilty making you come all this way early in the morning.”

Sheng Xueqin walked up to Old Master Huo, her demeanor very dutiful.

“It’s a big day for Grandpa Huo, and Tingxiao must be busy outside. I came early to see if there was anything I could help with.”

At first glance, there seemed nothing wrong with her words, but the hidden implication was somewhat… What does it mean that Huo Tingxiao is busy outside and she came early to see where she could offer help? Mu Lan’s lips curved subtly. The Sheng sisters, indeed, did not disappoint her; they made quite the entrance as soon as they appeared.

“How thoughtful of you, Xueqin. Oh, it’s good enough that you’ve come, and you even brought so many gifts. Look, Dad, Xueqin’s work is always so meticulous.”

Huo Qitang walked over cheerfully, offering to assist Sheng Xueqin. With every eye in the room harboring its own agenda, everyone knew that Sheng Xueqin was once Old Master Huo’s favorite choice for a granddaughter-in-law. Now, with everything changed, everyone naturally wanted to see the commotion unfold as it was the first time Sheng Xueqin and Mu Lan were seen together in public.

Mu Lan was no fool and could definitely sense the unusual atmosphere around her. However, those who were merely spectating probably didn’t know that she had already crossed swords with Sheng Xueqin countless times and was very much accustomed to it.

“Miss Sheng, you’re too polite. You are a guest, how could we possibly ask for your help?”

Saying so, she stepped forward to take the gift boxes from Sheng Xueqin’s hands.

With so many eyes on her, Sheng Xueqin couldn’t overdo it and handed them over, yet when she saw Mu Lan about to place it alongside the other presents accumulated in the living room, Sheng Xueqin quickly grabbed Mu Lan’s wrist.

“Look at my memory, there’s a gift that needs to be opened in front of Grandpa Huo.”

Pulling back one of the dark red gift boxes, Mu Lan raised an eyebrow, noticing the mysterious smile on Sheng Xueqin’s face, her gaze naturally falling onto the gift box.

Just as she almost pulled away, Mu Lan suddenly held firm.

“Oh, then Miss Sheng wouldn’t mind if I helped to open it, would you?”

Sheng Xueqin was taken aback for a moment, but her face quickly showed a smile, clearly she would be pleased to have Mu Lan do so.

“Then I’ll leave it in Miss Mu’s hands.”

At that moment, everyone’s attention was on the gift box in Mu Lan’s hands, all curious about what impressive birthday present it was.

Mu Lan methodically began to unwrap the gift box. She had only opened it halfway when she got a clear view of the contents inside. Her expression changed instantly as she lifted her gaze to meet Sheng Xueqin’s, catching a look of smug satisfaction on the other’s face.