Hearing this, Mo Yu was a little stunned. She never expected to hear Mo Yan say that she was wrong.

"What?"

“I told you I don’t regret divorcing your father. Marriage is something that can’t be forced, and it certainly can’t have a third person involved. It’s too crowded; I can’t tolerate any more of that.”

No. The sentence above.

"Should I ask you???"

"The sentence above that." Mo Yu said this rather cautiously.

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have not asked you."

“Okay, I forgive you.” Mo Yu’s gaze turned to Mo Yan.

I forgive you.

As long as you don't abandon me, then I forgive you.

Hearing this, Mo Yan's lips curled up, and she reached out to rub her face. "You brat, back then your dad cheated on me and made me sound like I was worthless, so I divorced him."

How have you been all these years? It seems you can't believe a single word he says.

That scumbag said Mo Yu didn't want to see her, and even less did she want to acknowledge that she had such a mother.

Therefore, the original owner dared not go, dared not show up, and could only give money.

It's not that I don't care about my daughter, it's that I don't have the courage.

She was afraid that the divorce would cause her too much harm.

She was afraid that if she went there, she and her daughter would have a huge fight and there would be no chance of them making up.

She actually loved in a very humble way.

“I never knew you were sending me living expenses. I remember he brought that aunt back right after you got divorced.”

He told me that I no longer wanted him because I wanted to be a star, and that I would never acknowledge his existence in this lifetime.

He was good to that woman's daughter, buying her clothes, shoes, food, and other necessities.

I'm the only one who will always wear the school uniform.

I want to study too, but he won't let me. He says it's useless for girls to study so much; they should focus on making money instead.

And I also want to be rich.

Every time I reach out to them for money, I'm forced to explain exactly how I spent it.

The suffocating feeling of having to keep track of everything, even the purchase of sanitary napkins, was incredibly disheartening for her.

Keeping accounts of someone is a sign of distrust or even an insult.

"I see."

Mo Yan took her directly to the police station.

"Don't be afraid. No matter what happens, just tell the truth. A married man who deceives a young girl deserves to be taught a lesson."

That director will never be able to clear his name.

“He just cares about me every day. He takes care of me and sends me all sorts of WeChat messages, saying that he likes me.”

It's perfectly normal for Mo Yu, who has always lacked love, to fall for someone who says they like her.

Then it's even easier to coax them into spending money and effort. At this point, the two of them don't have any so-called feelings for each other. On the contrary, Mo Yu is actually a little troubled. She feels that this is not right.

But she wanted to act and didn't know how to refuse the director.

That's why they eventually get deeper and deeper into trouble.

Actually, the original owner wasn't entirely without responsibility.

As a mother, I always have to see it for myself; I can't just give money because I don't have the courage.

How can someone trust a scumbag so much?

A seventeen-year-old was deceived for several years. She became dependent on that man and gave him everything, but in the end, couldn't he just do whatever he wanted?

"Then tell the police, along with the messages he sent you, and all the other information."

"Mo Yu, you did nothing wrong in this matter. The one who was wrong was Lin An; he tried to deceive you, understand?"

Mo Yan stood at the doorway, watching her slowly walk in.

Her agent, Sister An, was almost going crazy; she nearly ripped her hair out.

"Mo Yan, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly do this? Your Weibo is exploding!"