A Farce

"Seriously, what kind of mess is this?" Huo Hai immediately chased after her. Ji Mu paid no heed to Huo Hai behind her and slammed the gate to her courtyard shut with a bang. Huo Hai, who was pursuing her from behind, nearly had his nose smashed.

"Ji Mu, Ji Mu, I wasn't cursing you, I was talking about someone else. I didn't know you were outside just now. Hey, hey, listen to me..." Huo Hai shouted as he pounded on Ji Mu's door. Seeing this from afar, the servants hurriedly kept their distance. Their masters' affairs were not something they could meddle in. Better to pretend they had seen nothing.

Having hidden away in her own courtyard, Ji Mu felt aggrieved to the core. After a long while, listening to Huo Hai's explanations outside, she began to understand. Thinking back on it, it did seem that Huo Hai had not been cursing her.

When she had opened the door and been immediately cursed out, Ji Mu had not processed it in the heat of the moment. But if she went out just like that, where would she put her pride? "Hmph, he cursed me out for no reason at all and thinks he can get off that easily? Not a chance." Muttering to herself, Ji Mu suddenly burst into laughter. She really had been too sensitive.

Still, hearing Huo Hai endlessly explaining himself outside, Ji Mu felt somewhat softhearted. "Hmph, go on, then. You cursed me out for no reason at all—how are you going to compensate me?" At last, Ji Mu spoke through the door.

Hearing that, Huo Hai finally let out a sigh of relief. He himself had not noticed that his attitude toward Ji Mu had become vastly different from how he treated ordinary people. If