The old streets of Beijing.

At the door of the convenience store, a woman was paying, and a child was holding a lollipop in his hand. He licked it with his tongue and then looked at the telephone booth not far away.

"Baby, what are you looking at so intently?" The woman came out with shopping bags and took the child's hand.

"Mom, look at that person, he's dressed so strangely." The child held out a lollipop and pointed to the front.

The woman glanced over and saw a woman standing in front of the phone booth, wrapped up tightly, with not even her eyes showing.

It's almost the beginning of summer. It's been sunny in Beijing these days and the temperature is not low at night. It's really strange to dress like this.

The woman reached out to block the child's hand and whispered, "Baby, don't point your finger at others casually. It's impolite, okay?"

"Okay, I get it, Mom." The child was very well-behaved.

"Okay, let's go back." The woman glanced at the phone booth and hurried away with the child.

Mo Yan inserted the coin, held the receiver tightly in his hand, and stared at the mother and son in front of him.

The child suddenly turned around and their eyes met hers.

Mo Yan panicked and quickly avoided his sight.

The child grinned, then made a face at her, and finally disappeared around the corner with his mother.

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, and it was the voice on the phone that brought her back to her wandering thoughts.

"Who is it?" The man's voice sounded annoyed. It was the middle of the night and he was disturbing his sleep.

Mo Yan cleared her throat and whispered, "Steven, I'm Mo Yan."

Hearing the other party say his name, Steven's sleepiness disappeared immediately. He sat up in bed and whispered, his voice full of complaints: "Why did you contact me?"

Mo Yan's reputation in the Mo family has been ruined, and he has lost the qualifications to inherit the Mo family.

A loser who can't even handle an illegitimate child has the nerve to come to him?

"Mo Wuxie, they must be the ones behind all this." Mo Yan gritted his teeth, his facial expression distorted. If he hadn't been wearing a mask, he would have probably scared a group of children to tears.

Steven narrowed his eyes: "Are you saying that the video was released by Mo Wuxie?"

"I'm not sure, but he has something to do with it."

"Okay, just wait for the news. Don't look for me if there's nothing else." Steven was a little impatient. They had already given up on this piece of trash.

"Wait, I have nothing now, you have to help me." Mo Yan's voice gradually trembled, and she spoke with tears in her voice at the end.

"How can I help you?" Steven narrowed his eyes and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Mo Yan took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes: "I need a new identity, I want revenge!"

"Just you?" Steven chuckled. "If Mo Wuxie and the other two really have powerful backings like you said, how are you going to get revenge?"

Mo Yan narrowed her eyes, her voice filled with ruthlessness: "Even if we both perish, I want him to die."

Steven raised an eyebrow, his tongue pressed against his cheek. "Okay, where are you? I'll get you out of the country."

Mo Yan was overjoyed and quickly gave his address.

She hung up the phone with satisfaction, put her glasses back on, glanced around, made sure no one saw her, and quickly left the place.

As the person left, a man in black stood out from the shadows diagonally opposite and followed her cautiously.

It was the next day that Mo Wuxie received the news that Mo Yan was going abroad.

"When did you leave?"

The man on the phone replied, "The flight is at 10 a.m. Someone is coming to pick you up. Our people are already on board."

Mo Wuxie narrowed his eyes and said, "Follow closely."

"yes."