Mo Yunkuang was a man of noble birth, wealth, and power, with outstanding physical attributes that made him irresistible to ordinary people. In fact, he was a rare and handsome man, overflowing with hormones and exuding masculine charm in every gesture, instantly igniting women's passion.

He lay on the sofa in an extremely languid posture. The woman sitting on his lap lowered her upper body slightly, conveying her intentions to Mo Yunkuang through her actions.

“A little bit?” Mo Yunkuang lowered his voice, grabbing the woman’s hair. “Yan Yu, are you here to die? I don’t mind sending you on your way.”

The woman's face contorted in pain, but it was only fleeting. The next moment, she resumed her radiant smile, clinging to Mo Yunkuang as if boneless.

Mo Yunkuang exuded an imposing aura without anger, while Ji Xiaoxiao remained calm and composed, saying, "No, I'm not that free. I came to find you today to ask why you've made things so difficult for me and framed me."

"Oh." Mo Yunkuang pursed his lips.

Is it really just for such a small matter?

It wasn't that Mo Yunkuang was arrogant; as the eldest grandson of the Mo family, most of the women who approached him had ulterior motives, either for his money or for his father's.

"Tell me, how much do you want?"

Ji Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at Mo Yunkuang, "Do I look like someone who's short of money?"

“You always were,” Mo Yunkuang said with absolute certainty.

Ji Xiaoxiao was slightly taken aback, her face flushing slightly. She was indeed short of money. However, in front of Mo Yunkuang, she had to put on a brave face. When couples break up and meet again, they always want the other to think they're doing better.

“Okay, I do need money. But I won’t ask you for it.” Ji Xiaoxiao sat up straight. “Besides, if I asked you for it, would you really give it to me?”

Mo Yun squeezed the woman's hand and said, "You're quite self-aware."

Ji Xiaoxiao didn't intend to waste any more time on this question and asked the same question again.

During the time Mo Yunkuang and the original owner were dating, the original owner was very obedient to Mo Yunkuang. Occasionally they would quarrel, but that was just a little fun between lovers and not worth Mo Yunkuang going to great lengths for.

However, Mo Yunkuang went to great lengths to kill the original owner of this body!

Ji Xiaoxiao waited quietly for Mo Yunkuang to announce the answer.

Mo Yunkuang lowered his right leg, pushed away the woman beside him, stood up, and walked over in three quick steps, looking down at Ji Xiaoxiao.

"Because you're bad," Mo Yunkuang said solemnly.

"I'm bad?" Ji Xiaoxiao was taken aback.

Was the original owner bad? From what angle did Mo Yunkuang see that?

Mo Yunkuang stared coldly at Ji Xiaoxiao, his sharp aura piercing through her body like an arrow. "Yan Yu, I, Mo Yunkuang, have never seen a woman as cold-hearted as you. You are vain, pretentious, and petty. Your flaws are countless. You actually haggled with an old lady at the market over a little money for vegetables."

Mo Yunkuang respects the elderly and cares for the young, and he can't stand seeing young people bullying their elders. Yan Yu's harsh words to the old lady crossed his bottom line.

"Don't you see how old that old lady is? It's not easy for her to earn money. You argued with her until you were red in the face over a few cents. Did you just listen to the left ear and the right ear during your elementary school moral education class? Don't you know what it means to care for the elderly and children?"

"I've been a recipient of the 'Three Good Student Award' since I was a child, do you think I don't understand?" Ji Xiao was right. The original owner was an orphan. When she was young and forced to make a living, she was extremely good at pleasing others so that she wouldn't live a miserable life.

Mo Yunkuang remained silent on the matter. So what if he received the "Three Good Student" award? He had plenty of money; he could hold onto the top prize in the entire school until his hands and feet cramped.

"This person, ugh..."

The original owner loathed Mo Yunkuang to the extreme. Ji Xiaoxiao glanced at him a few more times, and an overwhelming sense of nausea welled up in her heart, almost causing her to embarrass herself on the spot.

"Speak up, I'm asking you!" Ji Xiaoxiao said angrily.

Mo Yunkuang froze, his eyelids lifted, revealing a pair of astonished eyes.

"Who gave you the audacity to speak to me so disrespectfully?" Mo Yunkuang hummed heavily, his voice thick with a nasal tone.

Ji Xiaoxiao stood up, walked up to Mo Yunkuang, reached out and grabbed his tie, forcing his precious bottom to get off his seat. "I order you to answer my question."

Ji Xiaoxiao used the "Word Order".

[Command] Once activated, Ji Xiaoxiao could clearly feel the changes in the room. The flowing breeze gradually expanded, pots and pans clattered, and tables and chairs swayed. In an instant, the entire space was plunged into darkness, as if the sun had been eaten by a celestial dog.

"Answer me," Ji Xiaoxiao said in a deep voice.

The next moment, dust flew up and the earth shook.

"I am this villa, built in..."

Ji Xiaoxiao's beautiful dream was shattered by reality. What kind of answer is this? What kind of strange story is the life of a villa?

Stunned by the straightforward recitation of the villa, Ji Xiaoxiao stared blankly, her mouth slightly open, revealing her porcelain-like white teeth. Her eyes, moist with disappointment and dejection, were watery. At first glance, Ji Xiaoxiao seemed incredibly cute, silly, and adorable.

Thump! Thump!

Mo Yunkuang's heart skipped a beat.

"I...no, no, I must have lost my mind just now."

Even if he was being framed, Mo Yunkuang would never admit that he had willingly debase himself.

"Hey, Yan Yu, what's wrong?" Mo Yunkuang asked gently without realizing it.

"No, I... ah..." Ji Xiaoxiao covered her ears and screamed in despair.

The chatter went on and on, seemingly endlessly, throughout the villa. Ji Xiaoxiao rushed out of the villa as if fleeing, leaving Mo Yunkuang and the others looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Why did they leave so soon?" Mo Yunkuang felt a pang of regret. Although he couldn't explain why he felt regret or what he regretted, he gazed longingly at the gate.

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