Mu Wan's reply was calm and composed, her eyes clear and graceful. Wang Xue had rarely heard Mu Wan speak voluntarily over the years, nor had she ever truly regarded the woman before her. Now, upon hearing Mu Wan's words, Wang Xue's eyes froze, her gaze landing on the woman's delicate features, flashing with a trace of anger.
A refined face, fair skin glowing like polished jade under the tranquil light, her black-and-white pupils shimmering as though holding a pool of crystal-clear spring water, radiant and dazzling.
The woman, simple yet exquisite, carried an understated beauty.
The once unremarkable yellow-haired girl had blossomed into a stunning beauty.
Wang Xue's heart jolted, her eyes filling with venom, and her fists clenched tighter as if she wanted to devour Mu Wan standing before her.
"Ridiculous… Hmph… No one was replaced. Who are you to compare to my daughter Jingjing? You must've used some dirty tricks."
Mu Wan: "..."
Dirty tricks?
