Mo Jing sneered inwardly. Like mother, like son—a bunch of born actors. These people hadn't heard what Han Wenlei said when he arrived, because of the loud music around them. They only heard Yin Yurong's loud, insulting words directed at Mo Jing at the end.

But now, thanks to Yin Yuerong's words, she's portrayed them as the victims, while Mo Jing is someone who messed around with other people, got dumped, and still tries to cling to them relentlessly.

Mo Xiangtian was so angry at what Yin Yurong said that he knew that woman was restless and always talking nonsense. He took two steps forward and wanted to curse her.

However, Mo Jing stepped forward first, looking at Han Wenlei and Yin Yuerong with icy eyes, and questioned, "Mrs. Han, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. What do you mean I did such a thing? What did I do to make you so angry?"

Yin Yuekong hadn't expected that Mo Jing would actually dare to turn around and question her after being spoken to like that. Most girls would have been so angry that they would have cried long ago after being spoken to like that, let alone question her so calmly like Mo Jing.

"You know best what you did. Do I have to tell you everything? You'd be embarrassed to listen, but I'd be embarrassed to say it myself." Anyway, Yin Yurong was determined to smear Mo Jing. Since she hadn't explicitly stated what she had done, even if Mo Jing wanted to sue her for defamation, it wouldn't stand.

"Say it! That's why I need to know!" Mo Jing stared intently at Yin Yuerong, not missing a single expression. "If you don't explain yourself today, do you know what I'll do to you?"

Here it comes again, that same feeling, as if the surrounding air has been compressed, making even breathing difficult. Yin Yuerong looked at Mo Jing, feeling a bit breathless, forgetting that the person opposite her was just a young girl in her early twenties.

"Jingjing, you've gone too far. How could you threaten my mother?" Han Wenlei reprimanded Mo Jing with displeasure. To outsiders, Mo Jing appeared to be a dutiful son, displaying the tenderness of a mother.

Han De, being an experienced person, naturally felt the pressure emanating from Mo Jing. Before marrying him, Yin Yue Rong was also a pampered young lady who was used to having everything done for her. She had no way to resist such an aura.

He was also a little puzzled. Only someone who had been in a position of power for many years could accumulate such a strong aura as Mo Jing. Where did this brat who was still in school come from?

"You know I have a bad reputation outside. By the way, what do a lot of people at school call me again? Witch Jing, Evil Jing. Do you want to know how I got all these bad names?" Mo Jing ignored Han Wenlei's questioning and spoke casually to herself, not caring about the strange looks she was getting. "Three months ago, a classmate called me a motherless wild child. I got angry and beat her up. That girl was so weak; she ended up in the hospital for more than half a month after just a few punches. Two months ago, a classmate deliberately poured some disgusting bugs on..." On the stone bench at school where I often sit, those bugs would give you a full-body rash if you got bitten even once. She thought I didn't know she did it; she's so stupid! I could have just checked the security camera footage. So I had someone catch all those bugs and dump them on her, and she had a month-long rash before it cleared up. A month ago, another classmate dared to mock me for not being able to get married and even tried to hit me. I ended up beating her to the ground, and I heard she was hospitalized for over a week. Oh, by the way, you know her; she's your niece, Su Qing. Sigh, there are just too many things like this; I can't even count them all.