Mo Qingwu's screams drew even more contempt from the crowd. The dignified young lady of the Mo family was more like a shrew than a shrew; it was truly an eye-opener.
Hei Yi seemed to be at odds with Mo Qingwu, slapping her a few more times, then pulling out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, his face full of disgust, "So dirty..."
Mo Qingwu was almost furious. She had seen people bullied before, but she had never seen anyone bullied like this. Was the world a fantasy, or was she a fantasy herself?
Little Fatty Yunshan came running over and grabbed Mo Qingcheng's sleeve: "Didn't everyone say you were swallowed by a monster?"
Mo Qingcheng: "..."
Thank you so much!
There's absolutely no need for that!
Ninth Elder Mo Chuyue chuckled, "This little fatty is really interesting."
"Cough cough... Sister is alright..."
"You got into trouble last night and scared me. How are you going to make it up to me?" The chubby Yunshan rolled his eyes, put his hands on his hips, and exuded an imposing aura.
Mo Qingcheng: "..."
Shut up, I don't need so many people to care about me.
Yun Ziyi's pretty face flushed red. She reached out, trying to pull her silly younger brother away: "Yunshan, stop fooling around."
The little bear doesn't know his own limitations, while the Mo family girl is clearly capable. Why is she messing around like this?
Mo Qingcheng had a sudden thought and took out a plate of fruit: "This is for you, okay?"
"Hmph! At least you still have some conscience. From now on, I'll protect you. Anyone who dares to bully you can come to me!" Yun Shan said domineeringly, patting his chest and glaring at the dumbfounded Yun Ziyi. "What are you still staring at? Aren't you going back to pay your respects to the elders?"
Yun Ziyi: "..."
My little bear brother is itching to give me a good beating. What should I do?
What else can we do? Just keep spoiling them!
Mo Qingcheng chuckled, watched the siblings leave, then arranged the ingredients and quickly started cooking. Someone had just informed her that they would be departing for the mountain in half an hour.
The elders were frightened last night, so Mo Qingcheng had to suffer a massive hemorrhage.
Not only did I cook two extra dishes, but I also took out a plate of fruit and made a cold vegetable salad.
Ji Haoyu, drawn by the aroma, approached her, saying, "Miss Mo, I've been worried all night. Would you mind having something to calm your nerves?"
Mo Qingcheng: "..."
Thank you, sir, but there's no need for that. May I ask which eye of yours is worried about you?
Ji Haoyu didn't dawdle and slowly took out a pair of chopsticks, sat down next to Mo Qingcheng, and began to eat with elegant movements.
Everyone: "..."
Wow, that's possible? I've really learned something new!
Mo Qingchen's face was covered with frost: "Young Master Ji, are you this impolite to others as well?"
"Of course not..." Ji Haoyu's fox-like eyes swept lightly across Mo Qingchen's face. "Is Young Master Mo concerned about Qingqing?"
"puff!"
"Cough cough!"
"Shut up!"
Mo Chuyue burst out laughing, while Mo Qingchen was speechless. "Young Master, we've only known each other a few times, and you're already so good at flirting?"
Mo Qingchen had a cold face and wanted to call a halt, but Ji Haoyu was too high-level and didn't take him seriously at all, continuing to eat.
"Miss Mo's profits are truly impressive. I wonder if I will have the honor of enjoying a meal prepared by Miss Mo?"
Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes: "Young Master Ji, go wash up and go to sleep. You can have anything in your dreams!"
“Qingqing…”
"Shut up! If you're not going to eat, get out of here!" Mo Qingcheng glanced at him coldly. This guy was really going at it. He was obviously not someone to mess with. How did he turn into a leech in an instant?
"Qingqing, my heart is broken..."
"Stop, Mr. Plaster..."
"puff!"
"Cough cough!"
Everyone burst out laughing. "Young Master Plaster"? Is that a really, really fitting nickname?
Ji Haoyu clutched his heart with one hand, his face full of sorrow, just as he was gathering his emotions, when he was interrupted by a childish voice.
"Brother Ji, should I call you Brother Plaster from now on?"
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