Xuan Yuanlin glanced at him coolly, "Young Master Mo, are you planning to be a coward?"
Mo Qingchen: "..."
My hands suddenly feel so itchy, I want to strangle this bastard.
Who's afraid of who?
Mo Qingchen tucked the food into his robes, walked unhurriedly to Xuan Yuanlin's side, and said mockingly, "Not as good as someone else..."
Xuanyuan Lin: "..."
Is it too late to kick this eyesore away now?
Bai Tengyu, Qiao Mengwei, and the others exchanged glances. This whole situation... something seems off...
"Xuanyuan Lin, you abandoned my Miss Bai, how should this debt be settled?" Bai Tengshan received the message from Bai Tengyu's eyes, stepped forward, pointed his long sword at Xuanyuan Lin, and was full of anger.
Xuan Yuanlin's lips curled into a smile: "I'd rather marry a pig than take a woman from your Bai family!"
Mo Qingcheng: "..."
What do I do if my fist suddenly hardens?
That damn man seems to be alluding to me, but there's no evidence.
Wait, didn't that dead man marry the original owner of this body?
Mo Qingcheng narrowed her eyes and glanced at Bai Yuemei: "Miss Bai, stay as far away from such a scumbag as possible. Sigh... You don't know, my sworn sister raised this dog's six children, and she was still abandoned, wasn't she? Waaah..."
Bai Yuemei: "..."
I'm completely stumped by this, what should I do?
"You... Miss Mo, is what you say true?" Bai Yuemei's face was ashen.
Mo Qingcheng shrugged: "Miss Bai, we have no past grievances or recent feuds. Why would I deceive you? Why should women make things difficult for each other? Heaven have mercy, my sworn sister was deeply in love with that scoundrel, without any regrets, yet she ended up like this. Who was so blind as to marry him?"
Hmph, do you think I'm so easy to bully? Mo Qingcheng wiped away imaginary tears and gloated. You dog of a man, let's see how you get away with this.
Bai Yuemei was furious: "Miss Mo, thank you for informing me. The injuries on my body were inflicted by this bastard..."
Mo Qingcheng blinked. Good heavens, she was shocked to see that this seemingly delicate girl had a long sword wound on her neck.
That jerk of a man is really something else.
Xuanyuan Lin: "..."
I'm furious! What should I do? Should I give her a good beating? My own wife, I can only look at her but can't touch her—what man in the world could stand that?
Mo Qingcheng sniffed and waved her hand: "Miss Bai, come and rest your feet. Fighting is a man's job."
Bai Yuemei was taken aback. Yes, what did it have to do with her if men were fighting? Especially the young master Bai Tengyu, didn't he care about his reputation?
"Brother Tengyu, I believe you can do it..." Bai Yuemei turned around, handed the manuscript to Mo Qingcheng, and shared a bunch of snacks, which she ate with gusto.
Bai Tengyu: "..."
I was careless. Is it too late to regret it now?
Mo Qingcheng waited for a while, but the man didn't make a move. A plan formed in her mind: "Hey, Young Master Bai, why don't you two fight somewhere else? Men should have some manners..."
Bai Tengyu laughed in anger: "Miss Mo, how can you bear to see your brother get beaten up?"
"How could I bear it? Of course I could bear it. It's the rule of the Mohist school: whoever causes trouble is responsible for cleaning up the mess..."
"puff!"
That really hurt, my friend. Mo Qingchen almost choked on his own blood. How come he didn't notice how mischievous Qingcheng was?
Fine!
"Qiao Mengwei, Lan Shuanghe, if you're men, come here!" Mo Qingchen said provocatively, waving the poison powder in his hand. "My sister Qingcheng gave it to me..."
Mo Qingcheng, forced to take the blame: "..."
My long, 28-year-old legs are a bit out of place. Can I kick someone now?
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