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Amber's voice clearly reached everyone's ears. Second Madam, who had been silent all this time, had a slightly obscured look on her face. She had originally wanted to cancel her plan when she saw that Du Mu Zhou had made a mistake, but now it seemed that tomorrow he was going to be even more ruthless, so as to prevent this lowly bastard from turning over.

Du Zhong drummed his fingers on the table in anger.

He didn't like her, but she was still the best tool for him to climb up to the Duke's estate in the future. He wanted to wash her reputation clean every day, but he always wanted to wash his face clean.

"Master, what do the three ladies know? It must be those servants talking nonsense in front of her." Third Madame threw herself at Du Zhong's side, hugging his leg and crying her heart out.

When Second Madam saw Third Madame's appearance, she scolded her in her heart, causing her to feel unhappy. She had to plead on her behalf: "Yes, Old Master, the three ladies were only eight years old four years ago. What does she know?"

Du Zhong looked at Third Madame's expression and didn't want to punish Du Bingxin. Since Second Madam had already spoken, he naturally found a way out of it, "Listen to her words and don't spout nonsense. As the daughter of the Du Family, you should be dignified and virtuous. Go back to your courtyard now and copy the scriptures fifty times."

The old mistress suddenly spoke up, "As your mother, I shall have these servants gossip and teach bad things to the young mistress. It's time for the second lady to clean up the backyard and give the young lady an explanation." "Don't joke around until tomorrow."

Senior Servant Gui walked over and helped Du Mu Zhou up.

Han Mo Xiang's face was full of respect as she replied, "Yes, my daughter-in-law must have questioned those servants tonight. "Let the wooden boat suffer. Hong Yuan, in a while, send that set of jade heads to this young lady to calm down."

Du Ruanyu curled her lips. She had always been thinking about that plan, but now that she gave it to Du Mu Zhou, she wasn't willing to give it to him.

However, her mother had told her before she came that she had a way to make Du Muzhou lose his reputation and return to the Manor, so that she couldn't act rashly.

When she thought about Du Mu Zhou's miserable future, she wasn't as angry as she was before, and happily watched from the sidelines.

"Thank you grandma, thank you father, thank you Second Madam." Du Mu Zhou's voice still carried grievance, and his face had become even more red and swollen from the slap.

The originally joyous feast was tasteless as Du Mu Zhou had already left his seat. The madame had given her skin moisturizer as a form of care.

After returning to the Mu Jin Yuan, Ling Long ran out of the house in a flustered manner, "Miss, why have you come back so early? You should eat well." Do you want this servant to boil some porridge for you in the kitchen? "

Du Mu Zhou smiled and said, "Go on, you'll have to wait a bit longer."

Linglong obeyed and ran out.

Only then did Du Mu Zhou bring Jian Jia into the house.

Jian Jia closed the door while asking with concern, "Miss, is your face still hurting? This servant brought some ointment from the manor, I can give you some. "

Du Mu Zhou walked over to the desk and began to write.

"No need, I have something to tell you." She gestured Jian Jia to come closer, then said softly, "Tomorrow you will go to the Xiao family and find that cousin of yours who is working at the escort company. Let him help me with something."

The next day at dawn, Jian Jia left the residence and went straight to the Xiao family.

When Du Mu Zhou was twelve years old, he accidentally got to know the Second Master of the Xiao family, Xiao Qing, who represented the Xiao family to congratulate her.

After that, the two chatted and laughed until Du Bingxin told the prime minister and beat her to a pulp.