Mu Shaoling looked at the young man in front of him, who was as articulate as ever, and his mind drifted back to when this kid was little, always able to talk his way out of anything.
"Youâre really not going to tell me, huh?"
"I really donât know."
"Alright then!"
Mu Shaoling picked up the whip beside him and charged forward.
Of course, he couldnât tolerate what Mu Huarong had done, but how to punish her was the Mu Familyâs affair; how could he let others interfere?
At first, he thought Huarong might be dead, but hearing this boyâs tone, perhaps she wasnât.
But even if she wasnât dead, she probably wasnât well off either. Sheâs his daughter, and whether itâs the palm or the back of his hand, itâs all flesh, no matter how bad she is, he canât bear to hurt her.
"You little brat!!"
Ye Haoyang did not dodge; he just stood there, letting him swing.
He harmed his daughter, so letting him strike a few blows was only fair.
"Dad!"
But while Ye Haoyang was willing to let him hit, Mu Huaen was not pleased.
He turned and hugged Ye Haoyang, "Dad, if youâre going to hit him, then hit me too."
"You..." At this moment, Mu Shaolingâs anger was raging; his face had gone red down to his neck, "Get out of the way."
"Dad, why are you hitting him? Brother Ye Er did nothing wrong," Mu Huaen yelled angrily, "Why are you asking about Mu Huarongâs whereabouts? Could it be you canât bear for that poisonous woman and want her back to pretend to be filial to you?"
"Huaen..." Facing this daughter, Mu Shaoling felt lacking in confidence, and his tone was full of guilt, "Huaen, this is our familyâs affair, you arenât married yet, heâs meddling, and thatâs not right. As for Huarong, Dad definitely wonât spare her."
"Dad, his intentions are my intentions," Mu Huaen continued, "Arenât you asking because youâre afraid Brother Ye Er killed her? I can tell you sheâs not dead, sheâs well alive. But as for her coming back, forget it, you said youâd punish her, but in the end, it would just be like Sister Yu Bing, thrown into the manor or locked up in the temple. That punishment is too light, I wonât be satisfied. She had plans to sell me and even wanted to find me a few husbands, Dad, just for that, I think I can justify anything I do to her. Brother Ye Er didnât want my hands dirty, thatâs why he acted, whatâs wrong with that?"
"..."
Mu Huaenâs words left Mu Shaoling unable to retort, he could only sigh repeatedly, "What misfortune for the family!"
How did it happen time after time with such malicious women?
"Enough!" Commandery Princess Dongyang, who had been silent all along, spoke up, "Do not pursue the traitorous daughter anymore, from now on, her life or death is irrelevant to the Mu Family. Yangyang and Huaen did nothing wrong."
"Exactly, Dad, why are you asking those things?" Mu Niancheng chimed in, "Youâre saying youâll punish her now, but when she comes back crying, youâll surely soften up. Hasnât it always been this way? If you had been strict in the past and disciplined her, maybe she wouldnât be this way now."
Hearing them bring up the past, Yang Chuxia and Ye Ziâan exchanged a glance, could it be similar incidents happened before?
But how come they hadnât heard anything about it?
"You all sit down too, Chengcheng go apply some medicine first."
Seeing this, Ye Haoyang pulled Mu Huaen to sit down to one side, still holding her hand in front of the adults, Mu Shaolingâs father-in-law instincts kicked in, "Sit with your own father, not with my daughter."
He pulled Mu Huaen away from Ye Haoyang and sat her down in front of Commandery Princess Dongyang.