Chapter 61 He has no Idea

• Right at that moment, the Yun manor’s doors opened after being shut for so long. The person who walked out was a fashionably dressed, but arrogant-looking woman wearing a Chanel jacket and heels. She was about thirty years old or so, but her figure and appearance made her look no older than an eighteen- or nineteen-year-old teenager. However, her slender eyes were filled with a harsh, demanding aura that intimidated all who saw her. She was even flanked by seven or eight bodyguards dressed in black and holding umbrellas, shielding her from even a single drop of rain in the heaviest storm.
• Yun Muqing and Mrs. Zhao’s expressions darkened the moment they saw this woman—Yun Xiaoyue, eldest daughter of the Yun family’s eldest son, firstborn female heir of the family and sworn rival of Yun Muqing.
• “What a touching display of the bond between mistress and servant.” Yun Xiaoyue’s lips curled in a sneer while her sharp gaze swept across Mrs. Zhao. Her voice dropped several degrees colder than the wind itself as she said, “Mrs. Zhao, you dare disobey the Yun family orders and privately meet this cheap woman alone? You dare challenge the rules of our family? Are you courting death?” The few bodyguards behind her also stood up straighter, ready to act the moment something unfavorable happened.