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"You don't have to admit it, but the video will be uploaded online soon. You can enjoy it to your heart's content."

Jane Wenmo coldly said. Mo Tingting suddenly became nervous.

His heart rose to his throat.

She did not dare disbelieve what Jane Wenmo had said. He was not a person who was used to lying.

But if it wasn't him that night, who was it?

"You, don't scare me, I …"

"Perhaps you should first go to Leng Yi's place and check it out before deciding whether or not you want to kneel down and apologize to Mu An in front of everyone."

When Jane Wenmo said this, the surrounding people could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.

If what Jane Wenmo said just now had shocked them, then now they were truly terrified.

Kneel down and apologize?

This was the young miss of the Mo Clan, the treasure in Chief Pet Mo's hands. Young Master Jane wanted her to kneel to this scar-faced woman?

This is a bit too much.

"Jane Wenmo, stop bullying people."

"The one bullying is you."

Jane Wenmo said coldly.

Mu An stayed in his embrace and didn't say a word, trying his best to lower the feeling of his own existence.

She didn't want to be a laughingstock anymore.

"I am your fiancée. For an outsider, you made things difficult for me. Exactly …"

"She's my wife."

Jane Wenmo said without hesitation. Mu An couldn't help but raise his head and look at him.

He didn't expect that he would say that in public. Did he not feel that her appearance was ugly?

Wouldn't he think that she had disgraced him?

A peculiar feeling flashed through Mu An's heart, and he couldn't help but smile.

Leaning on his shoulder, the grievances in his heart suddenly lessened.

He was really good to her.

Unfortunately …

"Jane Wenmo, forget it."

The hand pinching his lapel made Jane Wenmo involuntarily lower his head to look at her.

"Don't offend people for me."

Jane Wenmo hugged her arm even tighter as she said that in a low voice.

"I am the one who made you suffer? Or do you not believe me? "

"No."

Mu An shook his head. "I just don't think it's worth it."

She couldn't possibly be with him forever.

Since the madame did not agree, they would not succeed sooner or later.

Just like her and Ye Zichen.

She thought that it would be enough if she persisted on, but in the end, she saw the result. Madam Ye really wished for her to die earlier.

Having learned from the mistakes, why would she need to go against the south wall once again to know how to turn back?

"Shut up."

Jane Wenmo suddenly said angrily.

Even if she didn't, he could see what she was thinking.

This girl gave her a snail-like retreat.

You want him to let go?

Don't think about it.

He still wanted him.

"I …"

Mu An opened his mouth, but seeing the anger on his face, he wanted to continue persuading her, but he heard Mo Tingting say, "I don't need you to be so kind."

"…"

Mu An's unspoken words stuck in his throat as he subconsciously shut his mouth.

Jane Wenmo sneered.

"Three minutes. Kneel down and apologize, or do you want the video to expose you?" "And this Miss Luo …" Jane Wenmo paused. Seeing that his bodyguard had already arrived, his mouth revealed a hint of coldness. "Since that slap on Mu An's face was from you, then return it double." Are you going to fight yourself, or are you going to fight with my people? "

The woman took a step back in fright.

Looking at the bodyguard behind Jane Wenmo, Luo Ziyan said carefully, "I-I'll do it myself. I'll do it myself."

However, he just stood there, not willing to continue.

It was too painful this time.

"Three …"

"Two …"

"I'll call."

Jane Wenmo counted two numbers. Luo Zimai suddenly raised his hand and slapped his face with a "Pa" sound.

Not to mention herself, even the people around her felt pain from the loud voice.

Luo Zimai only felt his hands go numb and his face lose all feeling.

However, she did not dare to use too much strength. If it was someone from Jane Wenmo's group, it would only hurt more than this, and not feel sorry for her.

His hand trembled incessantly, and with another forceful "smack", another crisp slap landed on his face. His cheeks immediately turned red and swollen, and Jane Wenmo coldly glanced at him, "Next time, which one of my hands will be crippled?"

Saying so, he carried Mu An inside.

As for Mo Tingting, she did not even spare a glance at her.

Seeing that Jian Wenmo had left, Mo Tingting suddenly took a step forward.

"Wait a moment."

"Is there something else?"

"You really have that video?"

Mo Tingting asked nervously.

Jane Wenmo smiled with disdain. "You can try." You still have a chance before the party is over. This is already my last resort. "

He carried Mu An directly to the main hall and upstairs.

When Lady Jane saw that the person who had left had returned and Mu An's face had swelled up, she followed him without a word.

Seeing that Jane Wenmo had brought Mu An directly to his master bedroom, Lady Jane quickly followed him in.

She wore a dark red qipao, which accentuated her perfect, uninjured temperament.

When Mu An saw the madame walk in, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

The old mistress closed the door to her room and looked at Mu An for a while before curling her lips in embarrassment. Mu An? "

The old mistress called him carefully.

She glanced at Jian Wenmo and said exasperatedly, "You can leave first."

"What are you going to do now?"

Jane Wenmo looked at her with a slight headache.

"You go out first. This time, I guarantee that there won't be any problems."

The madame seemed a little embarrassed as she walked up to Jane Wenmo and pinched him.

However, Jian Wenmo remained motionless.

Especially when he saw Mu An's cowardly appearance, he would never leave.

"You …"

The old mistress looked at Jian Wenmo and sighed helplessly.

Then he looked seriously at Mu An and said, "It's not because Wen Mo is here that I said that. I was just feeling upset earlier. This kid made a joke with you, so don't mind it." I can allow you to be together with Wen Mo, and I'm not the kind of person who insists on having a good match with him, but I have one condition that you have to agree to, and that is to quickly give me a grandson. Oh no, it's best if there's two of them, the more the better. "

Mistress Jane had a stern expression on her face, but Mu An was dumbfounded.

This...

It was completely different from what she had imagined.

She thought that she would continue to deliberately make things difficult for him.

But...

Have a baby?

She wasn't ready yet.

He glanced at Jane Wenmo and saw that he had a cold expression on his face, but there was a hint of a smile in his eyes.

Apparently, he thought so too.

"You don't agree?"

"None …"

Mu An shook his head.

The old mistress smiled in satisfaction.

"It's good that you've agreed. Just give birth to a few more fat children. I'll bring them to you when the time comes." Wen Mo's parents left early, and I, as an old man, am afraid.