Wu Qian looked at Su Mu and took out the pen that she had prepared beforehand.

"Sorry, no way." Su Mu refused coldly.

This result surprised Wu Qian: "Senior, it's just signing an autograph, it won't take up too much of your time. You've always cultivated a gentlemanly image, if this gets out, it might not be good for your reputation."

threaten

Heh~

Based on him

Su Mu's lips curled into a bloodthirsty smile: "Speak, you've been watching me all morning, it can't be just about wanting an autograph."

"Yes, I have something else to show you, senior. I think you'll really want to sign it for me after you see it." The oblivious Wu Qian was still speaking to Su Mu in a threatening tone.

They were truly like a newborn calf unafraid of a tiger.

"Let's wait and see."

Su Mu's smile deepened.

After glancing around to make sure no one was nearby, Wu Qian carefully opened her phone and showed Su Mu the footage she had taken that day.

Judging from the image quality and the final product, Wu Qian's equipment for taking candid photos wasn't very good, and his technique wasn't great either. If it weren't for the fact that he and Mo Jingjing were both good-looking, they would definitely have been photographed very badly.

However, his sweetheart looks good no matter how he's photographed.

Su Mu, a doting husband, was intently watching Mo Jingjing in the video, but Wu Qian mistakenly thought he was attracted by the content of the video.

Sure enough, men tend to be more career-oriented and easier to negotiate with: "Senior, what I really want is very simple. I just want to perform as a guest at your concert. Don't worry, my singing is much better than Zhou Mo's, and I definitely won't let you down."

"Okay, I promise you."

Without hesitation or even a second of thought, Su Mu nodded and agreed to Wu Qian's request.

Things were progressing too smoothly, making Wu Qian think he was dreaming. However, for some reason, when Su Mu looked at him with a smile, he felt a chill down his spine and an uncontrollable fear arose in his heart.

It's like being stared at from the abyss.

The conversation between the two went very smoothly, as did the last half-day cruise. All the students got along very well, and there were no confrontations among the members under each instructor.

At 6 p.m., the cruise ship docked, and everyone disembarked in order. The recording was a great success, and the production team was very happy. Everyone was also quite tired, so it was impossible to continue training that night. Therefore, everyone went home tonight.

Su Mu and Mo Jingjing were supposed to return to the same home, but Cheng Meng and Zhang Heng forcibly separated them, and each got into their own nanny van.

Su Mu and Mo Jingjing lived in opposite directions, so Zhang Heng had to take Su Mu on a roundabout route. Mo Jingjing and Cheng Meng, on the other hand, didn't have to take a detour and naturally arrived home earlier than them.

only……

To Mo Jingjing's utter surprise, she was greeted by an uninvited guest when she arrived home early.

"Mo Zhu, you are not welcome here."

Cheng Meng looked wary and immediately shielded Mo Jingjing behind her with her body, standing in a protective posture.

Ink Bamboo

Unexpectedly, Mo Zhu was addressed by her first name by one of her daughter's underlings, which clearly made her lose face. She immediately turned her anger towards Mo Jingjing: "Is this the kind of person you raised? They really have no respect for elders!"

"I'm a hundred times better than you. Speak your mind, or get lost, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

Mo Jingjing's face was icy, and her tone was equally cold.

It was like looking at an enemy.

"You..." Within a minute, Mo Zhu's face was trampled on twice by the two little girls, and he immediately got angry. However, before he could get angry, he looked at Mo Jingjing with a smile as if he had thought of something else: "Jingjing, I am your father. As the saying goes, blood is thicker than water. We can make up now."

"Dream on, unless you die." Mo Jingjing's eyes were like knives.

"Hmph, I know you still can't forget your mother. You're coming home with me now, so take everything related to your mother from the storage room, or I'll throw it all away!"

"The Mo Group is now suffering terribly because of you, you jinx! The company's finances are in serious trouble, and I'm going to sell that house!"

Finally, fearing that Mo Jingjing wouldn't believe him, Mo Zhu added another sentence.

In this world, what's most frightening are those half-truths and half-lies. She remembered that Su Mu's friend had told her a few days ago that the Mo Group had recently suffered a severe decline.

Mo Zhu is capable of selling houses too.

He's more likely to throw things away.

After a moment's thought, Mo Jingjing decided to go and retrieve her mother's belongings; they were all worthy of being treasured.

"Jingjing, no, it's not that I don't want you to go back and get your mother's things, it's just that your father is really awful, cunning and heartless. I'm really worried. Otherwise, I'll go with you."

Cheng Meng looked at Mo Jingjing with a nervous expression, secretly making up her mind that she absolutely could not let what happened last time repeat itself.

"No way! Although the Mo family has been defeated, it's not a place where just anyone can enter. Mo Jingjing, don't blame me for being heartless. Anyway, I've already informed you. Whether you go or not is up to you!"

Mo Zhu's attitude suddenly hardened, as if he had already got Mo Jingjing under his control.

In fact, the matter of her mother was indeed Mo Jingjing's weakness. Influenced by the original owner of the body, although she knew that Cheng Meng's worries were understandable and likely to happen, she still decided to go to the Mo family again.

"Don't worry, Sister Meng, he can't hurt me. I'll be even more careful this time."

After reassuring Cheng Meng, Mo Jingjing left with Mo Zhu.

However, after driving for about ten minutes, Mo Jingjing suddenly realized something was wrong and turned to look at Mo Zhu: "What do you mean? Didn't you say we were going back to the Mo family? But the road we're on now isn't the road back to the Mo family at all. You're lying to me!"

"Stop the car! Or I'll make you regret it!"

Mo Jingjing let out a sharp growl, her aura instantly radiating outwards.

Mo Zhu, however, seemed unfazed: "I've heard that live streaming is all the rage now. Mo Jingjing, I found a live streaming account that's quite interesting. Let me show it to you."

As soon as she said that, Mo Zhu held up her phone and showed it to Mo Jingjing. With just one glance, Mo Jingjing's heart ached sharply, and the heart-wrenching pain almost suffocated her.

"Mo Zhu, you're asking for death!"

Those five simple words, as if squeezed out from behind his back teeth, sounded like they were being forced out through gritted teeth. Mo Zhu felt a shiver of fear, but it was only for a moment.

He came prepared this time.