Twenty years of familial love, years of marital affection—all were lies. The father who doted on her since childhood turned out to be the murderer of her mother. The husband who cherished her all a...
Bai Sihang hadn't expected Mo Jing to ask these questions. Although he had received training before, it was impossible for him to know the situation of each director's family.
He secretly turned his gaze to Feng Tianxiang, only to see that he also looked solemn.
“This matter is in the past…” Bai Sihang pretended to be troubled, trying to use the long time that had passed as an excuse.
Unfortunately, before she could finish speaking, Mo Jing coldly interrupted her, saying, "Are you trying to say that this happened too long ago, that you were too young to remember? That's fine, then I'll ask you again, what year and what day did you say you wanted to build Disneyland for Uncle Su? Uncle Song used to pinch my cheeks when I was little, when was the last time he pinched my cheeks? And..."
Bai Sihang looked somewhat embarrassed by Mo Jing's question, unsure how to answer. Her slender, well-maintained hands were tightly clasped together under the table. Under Mo Jing's persistent questioning, she suddenly didn't know how to respond and looked to Feng Tianxiang for help again.
Feng Tianxiang's brows were furrowed, and the veins on his forehead bulged with suppressed anger. This woman was even more troublesome than he had imagined. If he had known that Yi Xue would be so difficult to deal with, he shouldn't have asked her to impersonate Bai Sihang in the first place.
Moreover, how did she know these things that even he didn't know? This was the part that puzzled him the most.
"What, can't you answer any of them?" Mo Jing stared intently at Bai Sihang, as if trying to see through her. Her gaze occasionally drifted to Feng Tianxiang beside her.
"These things happened so many years ago, how could you possibly remember them clearly? This is just being unreasonable and making a big deal out of nothing." Feng Tianxiang's bright voice carried a certain intimidating force to everyone's ears.
Mo Jing, however, maintained her usual calm, as if the woman who had shed tears earlier was merely a fleeting illusion. She had regained her usual assertiveness, even her words were full of power: "The vase in Director Wang's house has a chrysanthemum pattern; it's a palace item from the fifth year of the Yongle reign. As for the offer to help Uncle Su build Disneyland, that was when Uncle Su's daughter turned five. And the last time Uncle Song pinched my cheek was on my tenth birthday. As for Director Li…"
"Yes, yes, Miss Bai has such a good memory!"
"Yes, I still remember things clearly even after all these years."
The directors nodded in agreement, which was tantamount to acknowledging what Mo Jing had said. Some of these things they themselves might not even remember the exact dates of, but Mo Jing was able to recite them perfectly, while the 'Miss Bai' in red had a worried look on her face the whole time, as if she didn't know what to say.
Isn't it clear enough who is real and who is fake?
With each point Mo Jing made, Bai Sihang's face darkened further.
She had previously claimed to be the real heiress of the Bai family and accused Mo Jing, but in the blink of an eye, that person revealed all the things she didn't know.
Isn't this contradicting himself?
Meanwhile, Feng Tianxiang was desperately trying to find a way to save her. He didn't have time to think about why Yi Xue knew so much.
If things continue as they are, it will be disadvantageous for him.
His eyes were like a venomous tongue as he looked at Mo Jing; this woman was too cunning.
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That's it for today's update! (Fifth watch has started!)
The missing update for today will be made up for tomorrow morning.
☆、350. Requesting one day off
I went out to run errands today, and drove for seven or eight hours. I got terribly carsick and have a terrible headache. I just got back, so I'm asking for a day off. I won't be writing anything today. Sorry everyone!
I went out to run errands today, and drove for seven or eight hours. I got terribly carsick and have a terrible headache. I just got back, so I'm asking for a day off. I won't be writing anything today. Sorry everyone!