Therefore, Old Master Yuchi would naturally want payback when he gained the upper hand. Other than those who were intentionally invited to watch Old Master Yuchi showing off, some families, which were in good terms with them, also came. One of them was the Duanmu Family. Two people from the Duanmu Family came—Old Master Duanmu and Duanmu Zhe.
When Ye Moxuan carried Little Sprout out to change her diaper, Han Muzi bumped into Duanmu Zhe. They were both stunned for a moment when they met face to face.
Han Muzi had witnessed how crazy Duanmu Zhe’s sister, Duanmu Xue, was—she resembled an insane person, but nevertheless, her brother was somewhat reasonable. As Han Muzi was not very fond of Duanmu Zhe, she just smiled slightly at him.
Conversely, as if Duanmu Zhe was never bothered by the past events, he soon walked to Han Muzi with a glass of wine in his hand and stood in front of her. “Mrs. Ye.”
Han Muzi was stunned for a moment before nodding to him. “Mr. Duanmu.”
“Congratulations.”
“Thank you.”
Their conversation seemed forced and awkward. Just as Han Muzi planned to excuse herself, Duanmu Zhe suddenly said, “The things that my sister had done before this was too absurd. Today, I, Duanmu Zhe, would like to apologize to you on behalf of her, Mrs. Ye.”
As Duanmu Zhe’s attitude was sincere and serious, it made Han Muzi slightly uneasy since she would be viewed as narrow-minded if she refused to bury the hatchet after his humble apology. Anyhow, that was a matter in the past. Upon having such thoughts, she stated, “Truth be told, it has nothing to do with you, so you don’t need to bear the responsibility of her wrongdoings.”
He cast a deep glance at her before shaking his head. “She is my younger sister and she became like this. Therefore, as her elder brother, I definitely bear the responsibility hence my apologies. Considering the fact that she’s still young and ignorant, I hope that you can forgive her for what she did before.”
Young and ignorant? Suspicion flashed across Han Muzi’s eyes before she smiled slightly. “Mr. Duanmu, if I am not mistaken, your sister is about my age with, at most, one or two years’ difference. I’m not her elder, so I can’t consider the fact that she’s young and ignorant.”
Upon hearing that, he furrowed his brows a little. Does it mean that she’s not willing to forgive my sister? However, he soon realized that he had said something wrong because he felt the air around Han Muzi becoming cold all of a sudden. “I’m sorry. I was speaking from the viewpoint of her brother and I may have said the wrong things. Nevertheless, Xue probably had no intention to do what she did. There is something wrong with her psychologically—she cannot leave the house now with a doctor watching over her daily.”
The more she listened to him, the deeper she furrowed her brows and the aura she emanated seemed to become more unpleasant. Therefore, there were traces of sarcasm in her eyes when it fell on him.
Slowly, Duanmu Zhe was unable to continue speaking under her gaze and he looked a little awkward. “Mrs. Ye, you—”
“Mr. Duanmu, do you think that I should forgive her because she is mentally ill?” She slightly smiled as her tone became colder. “At first, I didn’t keep the matter in my heart as she’s an insignificant stranger to me. However, don’t you think that the way you’re saying this sounds like you’re taking the moral high ground? No matter whether she’s young and ignorant or mentally ill, this is still the responsibility of your Duanmu family and it has nothing to do with me at all. I am the victim of this incident—not only me, Ye Moxuan as well, but, are you expecting me to forgive her just because you said that she is young, ignorant and mentally ill?”
His initial intention was to be on good terms with her, but he never expected that he would enrage her. As he frowned, he tried to explain, “Mrs. Ye, I don’t mean it that way. I just—”
“I’m not concerned with what you really meant. Mr. Duanmu, since you are here to attend my daughter’s full-month celebration, you are my guest, but I don’t have much time to entertain you. Please help yourself.” With that, she turned around and left.
George, who was at one side watching the whole scene, was dumbfounded, but he couldn’t resist the urge to give a thumbs-up behind Han Muzi before he marched to Duanmu Zhe. “Say, Duanmu Zhe, you are really thick-skinned for the sake of your younger sister. Not only do you have the brass neck to attend their daughter’s full-month celebration, you even begged for their forgiveness. You know, Duanmu Xue’s actions have made me, a person from her past, look down on her.”
Looking at George, who lingered, Duanmu Zhe’s aura instantly became cold before glaring at George. “What does this matter have to do with you?” What he meant was—this matter has nothing to do with you, so get lost, and don’t poke your nose into other people’s business.
“Why wouldn’t it have anything to do with me? Yuchi and I are as close as brothers and Muzi is his wife, so this matter has a lot to do with me. I’ll tell you what, Duanmu Zhe, your sister’s character is really something else. I wonder how your Duanmu family could raise such a thing?”
“George, considering the relationship between our families in the past, I will let this go, but please speak with more respect.”
“Hehe! Even if I don’t show you respect, what can you do to me? Furthermore, I don’t find what I said disrespectful. Your sister’s character is really evil. Therefore, as her brother, you should be ashamed, but you still have the nerve to beg for their forgiveness!”
Duanmu Zhe was speechless. He indeed came to ask for Han Muzi’s forgiveness, but couldn’t hold back on explaining his sister’s condition, hoping that the former would forgive his sister because of this. As expected, no matter how overboard Duanmu Xue was with her actions, she was still his sister at the end of the day. It was just that he never expected his words to arouse Han Muzi’s disgust.
Although he knew his place, he was still overprotective with his sister. To the Duanmu Family, there was nothing wrong with him having this quality—everyone complimented him and praised that he was a good elder brother. However, to Han Muzi, this was not how she saw him.
After Han Muzi left to see how much progress Ye Moxuan made with changing Little Sprout’s diapers, she unexpectedly saw Han Qing and Yan—this pair of lovers. It was Little Sprout’s full-month celebration, so the two of them would surely attend.
At this moment, Yan ate a cake while Han Qing, who stood beside her, looked at her in resignation as he stroked her head. In a low tone, he asked, “Cakes are dessert. If I’m not mistaken, you ate quite a lot of desserts lately, am I right?”
Upon hearing that, she blinked. “I think… I didn’t eat that much.”
“Put it down. Stop eating.”
Eating a lot of desserts only caused one to gain weight and it wouldn’t benefit one’s health. Therefore, it would be better to consume less. Seeing the young lady next to him reluctant to put down the cake, he raised his hand and took away that small piece of cake.
In that instant, the young lady raised her head and looked at him pitifully. “This is Little Sprout’s full-month celebration, so let me have a few bites. I swear that I won’t eat cakes anymore after today.”
