They had practically sent every single outfit in the store into Second Miss Mu's fitting room, from inside to out, stuffed full; Second Miss Mu wasn't exaggerating at all with what she said.
Mu Haiyun watched Mu Tiantian with a smile; seeing her looking tired, eyes lowered as if deliberately avoiding their gazes, a trace of mockery flashed through her eyes, though she hid it very well.
"Tian Tian, how do you feel about them? Do you like them?"
Seeing Mu Tiantian still keeping her eyes lowered, brows faintly knitted as if struggling with something, Mu Haiyun felt crystal clear about what was going on.
A wild girl raised in the countryside really can't make it onto the stage.
Even if she's now stepped through the Mu Family's door, that petty, small-town manner that seeps from her bones is truly unlikable, even downright repulsive.
Of course, the more embarrassed and humiliated Mu Tiantian was, the happier Mu Haiyun felt inside.
