Chapter 2901: You Are The Real Bossy Young Woman
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Upon witnessing this, the golden-fur lion made another clandestine attempt to assail her.
“Achir!” Ali exclaimed in shock, rushing to her aid and unleashing an astral wind.
As the golden-fur lion deftly sidestepped the astral winds, its claws grazed Achir’s side, managing only to snatch a strand of her long hair, which sent her elegant and distinctive bun unraveling.
Achir seethed with fury, her cries echoing as if she had endured a great injustice. Her eyes reddened as she implored Ali, “Ali, help me eliminate this woman before me! I want her gone!”
That insolent little wench.
This woman had tarnished her image as an elegant princess. Look at her now. She bore no semblance of royalty; she resembled a beggar scurrying through the streets, with her hair held captive by the lion.
Ali, too, felt his anger simmering. “You people, have some shame.”
Did they believe that the Nether Province Royal Family was easy to intimidate?
He refrained from immediately summoning the covert guards to intervene due to their ties to Qiao Mu. Otherwise, their fate would be less than pleasant.
“Why is there such a commotion here!” An irate voice emanated from outside the room.
An elderly man stormed in, his face etched with anger. His gaze swept across the scene, landing on Achir, who was crouched miserably in the corner.
Following closely behind the elderly man were a contingent of students who had surreptitiously gathered to witness the spectacle.
Standard-class students regarded the situation with rapt interest, their voices hushed as they muttered amongst themselves. “Wow, they’re in for it now. It’s Pundit Liu from the Discipline Hall.”
“Pundit Liu is known to be stringent. He can’t stand troublemakers in the academy.”
Qiao Mu remained unaware of the altercation between Qi Xuanxuan’s group and Achir’s companions, all of whom were searching for her.
She presently fixed Ming Asi with a cold, indifferent stare as he muttered to himself.
Asi returned her gaze, his features tinged with a hint of displeasure.
He actually found the young lady’s unemotional countenance less endearing than her initial angry outburst upon barging in.
This impassive demeanor was truly exasperating!
“When my mother divulged this information, you were the first person to cross my mind.”
Ming Asi spoke with a detached tone, “The person who rescued my mother’s family back then was your mother, Long Chuyun. While this marriage was ostensibly arranged with the Mu Clan, it was in actuality meant for your mother…”
“Is that the entirety of what you wanted to convey?” Qiao Mu interjected, her expression tinged with irritation. “I’m afraid I’ll disappoint you.”
“Firstly, I’m already married.”
“Secondly, this marriage contract explicitly designates the engaged party as the domineering young lady of the Mu Clan, the renowned prodigy, Mu
Rouxuan.”
Ming Asi’s countenance darkened. “Of course, it couldn’t be her. To put it kindly, her mother is a secondary wife. To put it less diplomatically, she’s akin to a concubine. No, from my investigations, during her mother’s pregnancy, she couldn’t even be considered a concubine to Mu Jingfeng. She was more akin to an outsider Viscount.”
“This marriage contract dates back 20 years. The domineering young lady referred to in the contract is you.”
“It was Mu Rouxuan who assumed your identity and your betrothal.”
Qiao Mu furrowed her brow, the words sounding peculiar no matter how she considered them.
If someone was vying for Ming Asi’s hand in marriage, then she owed a debt of gratitude to that domineering young lady!
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