"Yeah, if she were the real Miss Tang, it would be okay since she was appointed by the old man himself, but to think she's actually an imposter..." Another woman's voice came through, intentionally lowering her tone, "Do you know? I just heard the second young master telling the plastic surgeon that he wants her to be reverted back to her original appearance."
Mu Yin coldly tugged at the corner of her lips, her clenched hands slightly stinging.
"I heard it too. I really don't know what tricks she used to enchant our second young master. There are so many eligible ladies and gentlewomen in Yangcheng, and he doesn't spare them a glance, yet he falls for such a fake..." The maid who brought the medicine was clearly resentful.
Their words were filled with disdain and contempt.
Mu Yin laughed angrily to the point of extremes. She didn't want to care, but suddenly she paid attention.
"Probably learned some of those seductive tricks..."
The woman hadn't finished her sentence.
