Chapter 625 is about to begin...



My goodness, you can play like this?

wrong!

The young lady's face just now was clearly... clearly... Mo Qingwu, that high-class imposter!

Mo Yi took a deep breath: "Master..."

"Shh..." A smile played on Mo Qingcheng's lips; the real show was just beginning...

Mo San was so shocked he couldn't speak. His master was too... amazing! Was this the legendary disguise or face-changing technique? Mo Er, on the other hand, was too excited to pay attention to Mo Qingcheng's disguise.

It's all tears when you talk about it. Mo Yi and Mo San exchanged a glance. They had done a good deed, but they wondered if Mo Qingwu and her brother would still be as arrogant as usual when the Ling family came knocking.

Mo Qingcheng went on a shopping spree, and anyone who didn't know better would think she was a nouveau riche who had suddenly become wealthy.

Li Qingfeng and his group followed at a distance, watching the people drinking and eating ahead. It would be a lie to say they weren't angry; they were practically bursting with rage.

They're all guards, so why the difference in treatment?

Li Qingfeng consoled himself, thinking that she must be jealous of Miss Qingwu's beauty and intelligence!

hehe……

An ignorant bumpkin.

Mo Qingcheng glanced indifferently at the figure behind her, and following the same pattern, she had two more conflicts with others on the way, each one more serious than the last.

Without exception, Mo Qingwu was always in sixth place...

Mo Yi and Mo San were eventually numb... Master is mighty...

Whether by coincidence or design, every time Li Qingfeng tried to listen to the song clearly, he only got half an earful before the song was written as irrelevant, arrogant, and frivolous lyrics.

Back at the battle, the Sixth Elder looked at the things Mo Qingcheng had bought and his eyelids twitched: "Miss, is this how you spend money?"

"Thank you for your advice, Sixth Elder. Don't worry, I have plenty of strength and money."

"Pfft!" The Mo Wei members all burst out laughing. Where was the girl in front of them any trace of a well-bred young lady?

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if someone told me?

Li Qingfeng grew increasingly displeased with Mo Qingcheng, wishing he could blast her with his eyes.

Sixth Elder: ...

You brat, you did this on purpose! Where's my wine?

Mo Qingcheng chuckled, handed a few jars of wine to the Sixth Elder, hummed a little tune, and drifted away.

Aside from Mo Yi and Mo San, no one knew that their master was exceptionally immoral. When he got into fights on the street, he always left behind Mo Qingwu's name. When he ran up debts and wrote IOUs, they were all in Mo Qingwu's handwriting.

Before even returning to the family, Mo Qingwu was already in a mess.

It's hard not to admire them!

Mo Qingcheng never neglected her stomach. After lunch, the Mo guards, carrying large and small bags, waited on the shore. A three-story luxury ship stood in the water, and Mo Qingcheng's eyes lit up.

"I'm taking Mo Yi and Mo San to negotiate. You all wait here!"

Mo Qingcheng turned around and smiled, winked at the Sixth Elder, and led Mo Yi and Mo San onto the large ship.

However, apart from Mo Yi and Mo San, no one knew that when Mo Qingcheng turned around, a human skin mask appeared on her face.

Hehe, Master is about to start another project...

The person in charge of reception was a shrewd little old man named Zheng Qiulai. He had a sparse beard, and his speech was characterized by a twitching, comical manner. His eyes darted around and he always had a smile on his face.

This man is the head of Zheng Family Shipping, and he's adept at speaking to people in a certain way; he's seen it all. This young lady is followed by a large group of guards; you can tell at a glance she's not someone to mess with. She's either a young lady from a reclusive family or a core disciple of a sect…

“Your Excellency, Miss…” Zheng Qiulai stepped forward with a smile and bowed deeply.

"My surname is Mo, and I am Mo Qingwu of the Mo family!" Mo Qingcheng said with her nose in the air.

Zheng Qiulai's legs trembled, and he almost knelt down: "So it's Miss Qingwu, my apologies! My apologies!"

"Hmph! You're smart to know what's good for you!"

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