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Mo Yan dodged her hand with a look of disgust.

Then he asked coldly: "What do you want me to do?"

The corners of her mouth twitched for a long time before she finally said in an aggrieved tone, "Today, I went to the hospital to have my body examined. The doctor said that there's something wrong with my gynaecology … and he said it's related to that night four years ago …"

The depths of her eyes were bottomless, staring at her as if she was looking at a clown.

It's only now that there's a problem with the past four years?

Was she lying to a fool?

Her beautiful eyes remained calm as she looked at Zhou Hua, her tone calm and even, "I will get Zhou Hua to arrange a good hospital and specialists for you. Is there anything else?"

Mu Xue'er didn't expect that Viscount Mo Yan would be so cold and merciless. The words that he had been brewing all this time were now stuck in his throat and were extremely uncomfortable.

"Duke Yan ~" when he opened his mouth, large tears fell like broken beads. You see how many years we've had, don't you? " She wanted to get married, she wanted to be a proper and proper Mrs. Mo, and at that time, even if Mu Qiqi had great ability, she would at most be a disgraceful mistress in a disbanded family!

Lord Mo Yan had always tolerated her status as a self-appointed person for the past four years, but he had never publicly announced that this woman had anything to do with him.

In other words, he had never thought of marrying her.

It wasn't that he was irresponsible, but there were some things that could be accomplished without pity.

He didn't love her, and marrying her would only harm her.

Mo Tong turned her crying face around and spoke seriously, "If you have any requests, feel free to ask. I will do my best to satisfy them. Also, from today onwards, please call me Director Mo or Mister Mo."

Riko's face immediately lost all color, "Duke Yan, what is the meaning of this?"

A sinister gaze swept over her, causing Mu Xue'er to immediately change her words. "Director Mo …"

"I can only say that I'm sorry about what happened four years ago, but I still say the same thing. If you have any requests, just a little. Tell your family to stop messing around with such a mess, the thing that I hate the most is stabbing in the back."

Mo Yan had some hidden meaning behind his words. Firstly, it was about the matter of the Mu family's property rights dispute, and secondly, he had accidentally broken the scene of her relatives making things difficult for Mu Qi at the company.

If it weren't for her instruction, that relative probably wouldn't have known who Mu Qi Qi was, right?

Now it seemed that he really needed to properly understand the matters of the Mu family …

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first. If there's anything you're willing to contact Zhou Hua for, he'll arrange everything for you." With that, the man with a strong aura stood up from the sofa and walked out without looking back.

"Wait!" Mu Xue'er, who had cursed all eighteen generations of Mu Qiqi's ancestors once in her heart, stood up unwillingly, and quickly walked towards Mo Yan Jue with a beseeching face. "Even if we have to draw a clear line between us from now on, can you give me one last chance to taste my skills?"

This was her best chance and hope, and she could not give it up.

He followed Mu Qiqi to the dining hall, wanting to see what the hell she was up to.

The joy on Mu Xue'er's face couldn't be concealed. She took a pair of chopsticks and passed it to Mo Yan Jue, saying gallantly, "Please try it."

Seeing Mo YanJue take the chopsticks, she hurriedly opened the glass of red wine she had prepared and poured a cup for him.

"Director Mo, thank you for taking care of me these past four years." Mu Xue'er impatiently raised her cup, wanting to make him drink this cup of wine.