The urge to immediately ask Mu Zi for clarity made Xue Jincheng almost unable to suppress it, and he immediately slid his wheelchair and often went to the mourning hall.

When Xue Jincheng arrived at the mourning hall, Mu Zi was about to send a few ladies who came to worship to leave, but at this moment, he suddenly heard an exclamation, "Ah! Bugger! Bugger! Get them down! Come on! ”

The voice is crying! It can be seen that he was really scared.

Everyone turned their heads to look over, and saw Wang Yamin, the second lady of the British Mansion, jumping and jumping, her body twisting around, and she still looked a little ladylike.

The corners of Mu Zi's lips raised slightly, and there was no trace, but Xue Jincheng saw it clearly.

Is this Mu Zi's prank? Xue Jincheng's gloomy mood suddenly improved. This is still his naughty little wife!

"Miss, too many! How can you have so many bugs on you! The little girl who followed Wang Yamin was obviously frightened, and she didn't dare to touch it.

"Dead girl, don't get me down quickly, grinding, beware of me picking your skin!" Wang Yamin looked at the little girl beside her viciously.

"Yes!" The little girl reluctantly stepped forward to slap, but before her hand touched Wang Yamin, she suddenly heard a 'hiss', and the hem of Wang Yamin's plain skirt was torn open in front of everyone, revealing the water-red gauze skirt inside.

The little girl was completely frightened this time, her hand was still in the posture of slapping, Wang Yamin came back to her senses, she was angry, she only felt that the eyes of the people around her were very weird, and she came up in one breath, and slapped the little girl fiercely, "Bastard thing!" What's the use of leaving you! ”

"Miss, I didn't ......" The little girl's aggrieved tears fell down, and her eyes were still staring at the soles of Wang Yamin's feet.

Everyone followed her gaze, and Wang Yamin was stepping on the corner of her skirt under her feet, which showed that she had trampled on her clothes.

"What's going on? Ah Gui, you take the second lady to change clothes! I'm afraid I can't wear this dress! Mu Zi walked out at the right time.

"What a bad luck! Your Hou Mansion is really evil, I'll be unlucky once! Wang Yamin looked at Mu Zi with hatred, only to feel that all the people around her were laughing at her.

"The second lady has a precious identity, our Houfu Temple is small, and we can't hold your big Buddha, so I can't send it if I walk slowly! Don't come back in the future! Liu suddenly appeared in the hall, his face pale and pale.

"I... Mrs. Hou... I'm not" Wang Yamin regretted it very much, she originally looked at Mu Zi unpleasantly, and just now she was just angry and wanted to find someone to vent her anger, but she didn't expect that Mrs. Wu'an Hou would hear it, and she went to say this kind of thing in public.

"Isn't it? Wearing a red dress to a funeral? Second Miss is really ......," Mu Zi made a look of disdain to say more.

Wang Yamin's originally reddened face turned white all of a sudden, if she just stepped on her skirt before, it would have been okay, after all, most of the people present were women, and it was not a ruin of her reputation, but...

Wearing a red dress to attend the funeral, Wang Yamin can almost imagine how people will talk about her "rudeness and disrespect" in the future, the news of what happened in the Hou Mansion of Wu'an can spread in Beijing in just half a day, and in the future, she will be in Beijing... Bad reputation... No one will ever marry her again...

Without waiting for the second lady to think of a remedy, the Liu family left, and the other ladies also left, without giving her a look.