Chapter 167: Sneaking into the Boudoir at Night (3)_1
"Your face looks pale, what’s wrong?" She asked worriedly.
Mu Zhongqing turned to her, looked at Cai Wei, and said with a helpless tone, "Sigh! Just now inside, your grandfather and your uncle apologized to me. They know they were wrong and want us two families to turn over a new leaf, to be a family again who, despite our squabbles, are still attached by the same bone marrow!"
Upon hearing this, Cai Wei curled her lips into a smirk, "Oh? So you were moved by their words?"
Mu Zhongqing looked at his daughter’s expression and sighed, "Wei’er, have some faith in me. Your father will not easily be swayed by a few nice words and change his original intentions!"
Hearing her father speak thus, Cai Wei smiled knowingly. Her smile immediately became sly and ingratiating, "Daughter would never doubt her father, you’re just being overly sensitive, right?"
"Hehe, you girl, always so stubborn..."
Mu Zhongqing also started to laugh, then immediately consulted her, "Just now your grandfather wanted us to celebrate New Year’s with them, but I did not agree. I said I would discuss it with you first. Wei’er, what do you think?"
Unknowingly, Mu Zhongqing began to consult Cai Wei on every matter, and more often than not, her opinions determined the final decision.
"Why not? Of course we should go!" Cai Wei said without hesitation.
Before, the two families would always spend New Year’s together, but for the children of the second room, it was far from a joyous occasion. It was more like a nightmare.
On this day, not only did they have to endure the bullying and insults from the children of the main room, they also had to witness their parents being reprimanded and scolded by their grandparents, mocked by their uncle and aunt, and tolerate their grandparents’ unfair treatment.
Although she was not the original host, she inherited the original host’s memories. The unhappiness of spending the New Year at the main room, suppressed deep in the original host’s heart, was now slowly felt and reflected upon by her...