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"Mo Tingting, can you at least show some face?"

Jane Wenmo said angrily.

Mo Tingting looked innocently at Jian Wenmo, her eyes still filled with tears.

"Young Master Jane, I don't know what you're talking about."

Mo Tingting couldn't help crying.

The man beside Mo Tingting became even angrier when he saw this scene.

"Jane Wenmo, my daughter likes you, but she isn't going to let you ruin her like this. If you don't like her, you can say so earlier. Why are you tormenting her like this? "

The man was angered. He turned around and looked at the madame, "Madam, it's not that I have to find trouble at your birthday feast, but the Jane family has to give me an explanation for how Jane Wenmo bullied my daughter. My Mo Clan might not be able to match up to the Jane family, but my daughter is also a treasure in my hands, I will not allow anyone to bully her like this. "

"This …"

The madame glanced at Mu An.

"What the hell is going on?"

"I don't know."

Mu An shook his head innocently.

Mo Tingting was the first to bully someone, then she suddenly came in and said something.

They were clearly weak, but they were actually here to bully others.

Wasn't he trying to frame her?

If she still hadn't figured it out by now, she, Xi Mushan, would have really been a fool to say such words.

"Jane Wenmo, you speak."

The old mistress' expression became much more serious.

Jian Wenmo sneered as he glanced at Mo Tingting on the ground with disdain.

"Do you want me to say more? Miss Mo drugged me in an attempt to force me to agree to this marriage. In order not to get infected, I switched rooms with the person next to the hotel. Miss Mo accidentally slept with another man, how can I blame myself? Now you dare to bully my, Jane Wenmo's, people, could it be that you have logic? Mr Mo, are you trying to tell me that this is your Mo Clan's home tutor? "

Jane Wenmo glared angrily at the man behind Mo Tingting.

Hearing Jane Wen Mo's words, Mu An began to ponder over this person's identity.

This person was most likely Mo Tingting's father.

The man was stunned by Jane Wenmo's words. He took a deep breath and asked, "What about the video?"

"Miss Mo doesn't know how to respect people. I think I'm just teaching her. "I was being extra careful and added a surveillance camera to that room, so I accidentally filmed it."

Jane Wenmo said as he rubbed Mu An's wrist, dispersing the red and swollen parts.

In Mo Tingting's eyes, it became more and more extreme.

Why didn't she have any, this ugly, dying woman?

"Where's the video?" Mr. Mo asked.

"If you want to, then don't come disturb Mu An in the future."

Jane Wenmo said coldly.

"You don't want to disturb me?"

Mr Mo tried his best to suppress his anger, clenching his hand into a fist by his side.

"You destroyed my daughter's innocence. You want me to just let this go?"

"If Miss Mo cared so much about her innocence, she wouldn't have drugged him."

Jane Wenmo scoffed.

Mr. Mo took a deep breath, "Jane Wenmo, don't challenge my anger. I, Mo Zhaoting, did not allow you to sully my daughter. If she's in the wrong, you can look for me, but if you delay her innocence like this, what do you want her to do in the future? "

"Don't tell me you want to throw this trash at me?"

Jian Wenmo did not hide his disdain and was not afraid of Mo Zhaoting's anger.

He, Jian Wenmo, was a young master from a Wealthy Class family, but he was completely different from those other young masters.

During these ten years, he had come and gone like the wind and rain, supporting his family by himself.

What have you never seen before?

Even though the most difficult days were over, why would he care about Mo Zhaoting?

"Jane Wenmo!"

Mo Zhaoting was finally provoked by Jian Chen's words to the point where he had almost lost his nerve. He suddenly took a step forward and punched towards Jian Wenmo. The latter casually raised his hand and blocked Mo Zhaoting's fist.

"Mr. Mo, please take care."

He still didn't seem to care at all.

Mo Zhaoting couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Mo Zhaoting, I have not settled the debt of Mo Tingting bullying my Mu An with you. It's best if you don't challenge my patience."

Cold.

Extreme cold.

Besides him, no one could bully his woman.

"I …" Mo Zhaoting kicked against the metal board, he did not expect Jian Wen Mo to not give him any face at all. Suddenly, Mo Zhaoting looked at Mu An and understood what was going on, laughing coldly: "I underestimated this young miss. From start to finish, they have not spoken, but they are people who have the upper hand. "

"I've met Miss Mo three times and she's always the one who's coming to provoke me. What can I do to her?"

Mu An was dragged into the conversation by Mo Zhaoting, and he was already feeling stifled. At this moment, he wasn't in a good mood.

However, before she could say anything, the silent old madam Jane suddenly spoke up.

"Mu An, you can leave first."

Mu An, you should leave first.

The sudden words struck Mu An like lightning.

Leave?

Why was she the one to leave?

Didn't he agree to have her here just a moment ago?

Why did he let her leave now?

Was it because of Mo Tingting?

"I-I understand."

Mu An forced a smile.

Sure enough, she was still the one who was sacrificed.

Her previous agreement was only when there was no conflict of interest. Once there was a conflict, she would still be rejected.

He slowly got off the bed and was about to leave when Jane Wenmo quickly grabbed Mu An's hand.

"I'll send you off."

"No need, the madame wanted me to leave, but you still have to stay and take care of things."

Mu An smirked.

She really didn't have the strength to laugh right now.

It was all in vain.

Just a moment ago, it had been heaven, but now it had fallen back into hell.

What was she hoping for?

"Mu An."

Jane Wenmo grabbed her tightly.

Lady Jane looked meaningfully at Mu An, then looked sternly at Jian Wenmo. "Let Mu An leave first. You can settle this matter first."

"I'll send her off. "We can still deal with it once we get back."

Jane Wenmo said stubbornly.

Mu An sneered.

He suddenly shook off Jane Wenmo's hand with force.

"You stay here, I can go back by myself." Aren't there drivers? I'll just take the car. "You better take care of the Mo Clan's matters properly. I don't want to keep saying that I'm annoyed because of this matter."

Mu An tried his best to look natural, as he didn't want to make himself look particularly bedraggled.

But when he said these words, his heart couldn't help but ache.

She wasn't sure if he would still be hers after she left.

Was he going to be separated from her in the blink of an eye?

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. I'll wait for your return."

Tiptoeing up, she lightly kissed on his lips. She gently and generously smiled, not appearing angry at all.

Jane Wenmo grabbed the back of her neck and fiercely kissed her lips before saying, "Wait for me when we get back. I will settle this properly. Nothing like this will happen again in the future."

His eyes were firm. This was his promise.

He even regretted not taking care of the Mo Clan in time.

"Alright."

Mu An narrowed his eyes and turned around decisively.

But if they all knew that this was almost a farewell, would she leave, would he let her go?