The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

Chapter 2443 - 22: Forcing Her to Face the Mirror

Then she uncorked the bottle, and before Mu Huaen could react, she splashed it on one side of Mu Huaen’s face.

"Ah..."

"Hua’en, of course, it’s how we test things." Mu Huarong laughed, "Brother Yang was blind back then, but trying it this way now, he won’t continue to be blind."

Mu Huaen was already in so much pain that she was rolling on the ground.

"Sis, you..."

"Bang... what are you doing?" Mu Huaen’s screams attracted Mu Niancheng from another medicine room.

Seeing Mu Niancheng come in, Mu Huarong’s mind cleared up, and looking at Mu Huaen on the ground, she was so shocked that she dropped the medicine bottle in her hand.

Noticing the medicine bottle by Mu Huarong’s feet, Mu Niancheng’s expression changed, and spotting his sister on the ground, he rushed over to pick her up.

"Hua’en, Hua’en..." Seeing that bloody, mangled face, his heart twisted into knots. "Mu Huarong, if anything happens to Hua’en, I’ll make you accompany her in death."

He only needed one glance at the bottle to know what was inside. It was a corrosive poison that, when poured onto a person, not only corroded the flesh but would poison a person entirely if even a little bit touched them.

"Brother, it wasn’t me..."

"Get out of my sight." Mu Niancheng kicked her and carried Mu Huaen to his medicine room to treat her.

She couldn’t even remember how many days she had slept, only knowing that in the end, she fainted from the pain. When she woke up, her parents still hadn’t returned from abroad, and there were still only the three siblings at home.

The first person to push open her bedroom door was Mu Huarong.

Mu Huarong’s eyes and brows still held a smile, "Hua’en, I’ve come to see you. Are you feeling better?"

At this moment, Mu Huarong seemed so unfamiliar. Her mind was still in chaos, but she remembered what happened before she lost consciousness. How could she smile so joyously?

In fact, she didn’t realize that Mu Huarong certainly wanted to laugh because from now on no one would look like her anymore.

She became unhappy a few years ago when she discovered that she and Mu Huaen looked increasingly alike.

She hated others looking like her, particularly her sister, who snatched away her happiness. Yes, she believed that if there were no Mu Huaen, then Ye Haoyang would be hers. Mu Huaen shouldn’t have been born.

The confusion and anger in Mu Huaen’s eyes didn’t faze her.

Instead, she stepped forward, took out a mirror, and said quietly, "Hua’en, look at yourself now. Would Brother Yang still choose you?"

Reflected in the mirror was a face, half obscured by blood, starkly asymmetrical to the other side, as if she only had half a face.

"Ah... Take it away, I don’t want to look, get out!"

Mu Huarong, of course, wouldn’t leave. She continued holding the mirror and said, "You’re truly ugly, even uglier than before. Even ghosts look better than you. Look at yourself, do you still think you’re worthy of Brother Yang?"

"Get out, go away, leave me..."

Mu Huarong watched her madness but still didn’t leave, instead murmuring, "Hua’en, you’re already like this, so why not give Ye Haoyang to me."

This statement made the manic Mu Huaen pause.

Seeing she was listening, Mu Huarong continued, "The marriage between the Mu Family and the Ye Family is bound to continue. But given your current state, do you have the heart to let Brother Yang become a laughingstock in the Capital City? Years ago, although some in the Capital City mocked Brother Yang because of you, those were false claims. But now, no, now it’s all true. Think about yourself, you’ll drag Brother Yang down with you."