I don't know which reporter squeezed in front of Mo Jing. Mo Jing was already wearing high heels, and with that kind of pushing, she couldn't stand up at all and looked like she was about to fall.

A strong, powerful arm wrapped around Mo Jing's waist, pulling her close. A deep, magnetic voice, tinged with concern, said, "I told you to wait for me, but you wouldn't listen."

Despite being surrounded by a group of reporters, they seemed to be isolated and completely undisturbed.

The man was very handsome, with taut facial features sculpted like those of a Greek mythologist. Even without him saying a word, Mo Jing could feel his concern.

"Ms. Mo, is this your boyfriend?" a reporter couldn't help but ask.

Although they asked the question, everyone knew the truth. The ambiguous atmosphere between them was palpable even to those standing nearby.

Ling Moyuan glanced at everyone with his cold and indifferent eyes, and everyone immediately felt as if they were being stared at by the Grim Reaper.

My whole body was stiff, and I didn't know how to respond.

Holding Mo Jing's body as they walked forward, a path automatically parted among the human figures.

As she walked out of the encirclement, Mo Jing suddenly stopped and turned to the reporters, saying, "He is not my boyfriend, he is my fiancé."

A single sentence exploded like a thunderclap: the woman in high society who was said to be unable to get married had quietly found a fiancé, and one who seemed so powerful at that.

Ling Moyuan shook his head helplessly. He felt like the mistress had been officially recognized as the wife.

As the two passed by Andy Hui, he was giving them a scornful look, but the reporters couldn't see it because of the angle.

"It takes two to tango; the father is to blame if the son is not taught." This simple sentence made Su Yongkang's face darken instantly, and he stared at Ling Moyuan with bloodshot eyes.

Ling Moyuan glanced at him with his hawk-like eyes, which immediately chilled Su Yongkang's angry gaze, making him feel as if he were immersed in an icy pool.

Ling Moyuan then ignored him and walked inside with Mo Jing in his arms.

Ling Moyuan's words also prompted the reporters to scrutinize them carefully.

Yes, it takes two to tango; Su Qing alone couldn't have done something like this. But Su Yongkang never once mentioned a bad word about Su Xuan.

Moreover, as a father, doesn't he bear any responsibility for what happened to his own children? Now he's pushing all the blame onto Su Qing, clearly shirking his responsibility.

Suddenly, the reporters all looked at Su Yongkang differently.

Mo Jing, who was walking not far away, looked up and chuckled, saying, "Mo Yuan, you're so cunning!" This aloof woman only showed this kind of girlish smile in front of the man she loved.

Yes, Su Yongkang was so eager to salvage the company's image that he even severed ties with his daughter.

But he probably never imagined that Ling Moyuan's words would push him into even deeper danger.

When his daughter got into trouble, the father didn't think about how to teach and help her. Instead, he was afraid of being implicated and severed his relationship with her.

She could easily guess what would appear in tomorrow's newspaper.

Ling Moyuan's lips curled slightly as he said nonchalantly, "If it's a fair and square competition in the business world, I won't interfere. But since they've threatened your safety, then get rid of these eyesores as soon as possible."

Mo Jing smiled slightly!

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