C6

Mo Wen used all the money he had left to buy a cemetery for Mo Anguo, then he buried him in a low-key manner.

For seven days in a row, she would leave early and return late. She would spend the entire day in front of her father's tombstone, accompanying him and talking to him.

Today, when she got off the taxi at the entrance of the residential complex, she was immediately surrounded by a group of valiant women.

The leading fat woman pointed at Mo An's nose and fiercely said, "You must be Mo An's daughter, right? Your dad embezzled the money from the project and created the bean curd project, causing the deaths of our husbands. He even committed suicide without losing money, when will you repay the money he owes?"

Mo Wen was stunned, it was actually the families of the victims.

"I'm sorry, that case was tried not too long ago. After it is decided, the law will give you justice!"

After Mo Wen finished speaking, he was ready to squeeze through the crowd, but a few women suddenly grabbed his hair and shouted, "The daughter of the black-hearted merchant is also not a good person. Since we can't get the money, we might as well beat her up to vent our anger!"

"Fight!"

"Beat this bad woman to death!"

In an instant, countless hands slammed down on her body. Each of these punches were so heavy, and carried a hatred that seeped into one's very bones.

Mo Wen didn't even have the strength to retaliate. He held his head with both of his hands and squatted on the ground, allowing those people to gang up on her.

Very quickly, she lost her consciousness and curled up on the ground, continuing to endure the cold fists, the language of the arrows.

But from beginning to end, she had never let herself cry.

His body was in pain, but his heart was clear: One day, I, Mo Wen, will make the law give my father justice!

After an unknown period of time, the surrounding area finally stopped being noisy and there were no longer any fists on their bodies. However, a pair of luxurious and exquisite red boots appeared in their line of sight.

Feng Xue'er crossed her arms as she gloatingly looked at Mo Wen, who was in a miserable state. A sinister smile flashed past the corner of her mouth.

"Miss Mo, I didn't think that you would actually beat me up!" Her red lips parted slightly, but her words were filled with undisguised ridicule.

Mo Wen frowned. He didn't need to look to know who it was.

She could not be bothered with it. Putting her hands on the ground, she slowly stood up.

However, the moment she stood up, the wound on her knee started to hurt. She staggered for a bit before falling back down on the ground.

Feng Xue'er smiled, then squatted down to whisper in her ear. "You're overestimating yourself, aren't you? You deserve to end up like this! In the future, Ji Mubai can only belong to me, Feng Xue'er! "

Ji Mubai! Ji Mubai! Why is it him again!?

Mo Wen pushed her away. "Scram!"

As she spoke, she struggled to get up, but just as she was about to leave the ground, a sharp pain suddenly came from her lower abdomen. Immediately afterwards, she felt a warm current flowing out from below …

Mo Wen's mind instantly went blank, his ears were buzzing, and he lowered his eyes in a stiff manner.

When she saw the blood at the base of her thigh, she closed her eyes and fainted.

Hospital.

When Mo Wen woke up, he saw Lu Yan sitting beside the sickbed.

"Warm, you're awake. How do you feel?" Seeing her open her eyes, Lu Yan stood up with concern.

"Lu Yan, why are you here?" Mo Wen asked in surprise.

He was her university classmate and had left the country after graduation. She had not seen him for the past few years.

Lu Yanwen smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I just heard about you two days ago. I came back late!"

"It's nothing. I've troubled you." Mo Wen smiled weakly, as though he was about to get up.

"Be careful!" Lu Yan quickly helped her up, his face full of worry, "Don't get up, the doctor said you have signs of an abortion, he wants you to rest in bed!"

Precursor abortion?

Mo Wen's mind once again boomed, he looked at him in disbelief, "What? You mean... "Am I pregnant?"