The first time Mo Xiaoqing saw Ji Muhan was in a coffee shop with a "superb atmosphere."
Those clear, bright eyes, tinged with a hint of allure, left a deep impression on her heart.
They didn't even show the slightest bit of shame; they were truly shameless!
If Hu Yan said this, Mo Qing would definitely tell her very seriously that she doesn't even know what shame is.
Mo Qing leaned against the door, shifting uncomfortably. Upon hearing this, she couldn't help but chuckle. Her bright smile was accompanied by a raised eyebrow, and her soft, sweet voice carried a hint of ambiguous contempt.
"If I remember correctly, you're a woman too, and you also appear here... so we're pretty much the same..."
Her implication was that it was a case of the pot calling the kettle black, and neither was better than the other.
Mo Qingchao, seeing Hu Yan's face turn ashen with anger, pouted, her expression innocent and guileless. She didn't say what she was going to say next, but it was clear to everyone.
Hu Yan's face was already quite pale, but now it looked even worse.
Without thinking, she yelled back, "How can that be the same? I'm a soldier, who are you? I've never seen you at the base, you can't be a female soldier."
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. In her exasperation, her voice sounded sharp and unpleasant: "Do you know that trespassing on the military region's special operations brigade base will result in being sent to a military court?"
"Who am I?" Mo Qing curled her lips into a malicious smile, deliberately tugging at Ji Muhan's shirt to provoke her, "What do you think?"
A military court? She's so scared...
Did you think that would make her panic and lose her composure?
Well, you really don't understand her personality? She's not some pretty face that's easily intimidated...
Hu Yan naturally saw Mo Qing's actions, but as a result, her face turned even paler.
Anyone who didn't know better would think that Mo Qing had bullied her.
Mo Qing really disliked this kind of inexplicable anger. She didn't owe her anything, so who was she trying to impress by looking like she owed her millions?
Besides, even if she really did spend the night here and sleep with Ji Muhan, it has nothing to do with her, okay? Who is she trying to impress by putting on this apologetic act for Hanhan?
Mo Qing rolled her eyes inwardly, but her expression remained even more innocent and carefree. "Of course I'm staying here as Hanhan's family member. Besides, even if you're a soldier, you're still a woman, isn't that an indisputable fact? You and I aren't suitable to be here, so is it appropriate for you to be here?"
The implication is that I am Ji Muhan's girlfriend, and you are here because you want to be a mistress?
"Are you humiliating me?" Upon hearing this, Hu Yan's face turned white, then green, then white again, a truly remarkable display.
She moved closer to Mo Qing, her brows furrowing sharply.
In her eyes, Mo Qing's innocent and pure smile was simply a triumphant gesture towards her.
In the past two days, the entire special operations brigade base has been buzzing with rumors about what happened between the two of them during the exercise, which has been making her feel very uneasy.
But how could she believe that? How could anyone get close to someone so aloof and indifferent?
She always thought that Ji Muhan was hers for the taking, and that no matter how cold he was to her now, he would eventually accept her.
But at this moment, she was caught off guard by a sudden and unexpected rebuke, and the other party was—a girl who even she felt ashamed of herself in front of.
Hu Yan stared intently at Mo Qing's flawlessly beautiful face, which was almost without any blemishes, as if it were the most perfect work of art created by God.
So beautiful, so perfect. Even a slight smile or frown makes her seem like a lively elf, breathtakingly beautiful.
Although she didn't want to admit it, the other woman was indeed much prettier than her, and that's why she wanted to tear off her face so she wouldn't be able to seduce Ji Muhan anymore...
"I don't need to answer your question." Upon hearing this, Mo Qing suddenly smiled, her gaze sincere.
She may seem cheerful, but that doesn't mean she looks easy to bully.
So what if I'm humiliated?
Is she still capable of violence?
Although she is currently inconvenient due to her injured foot, it doesn't mean she has truly lost her fighting ability.
Hu Yan grabbed Mo Qing's wrist, her slender knuckles white, her teeth clenched as if she wanted to tear Mo Qing to pieces, and asked, "Did you do something with Ji Muhan?!"
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