Ninth Elder Mo Chuyue's eyes were like knives as she swept her gaze over the crowd and chuckled lightly: "If anyone dares to gossip behind people's backs, this elder wouldn't mind making them wish they were dead for the rest of their lives!"
The group of girls trembled with fear. Mo Qingwu's forehead was covered with a fine layer of sweat. She didn't dare to lift her head. Ninth Elder Mo Chuyue was a madwoman. Who would dare to provoke her?
"Ninth Elder, this disciple...this disciple is worried..."
"Heh, are you worried that this elder doesn't know how to eat hot pot? Or are you worried that this elder will find out about the shameful things you've done?"
Mo Qingwu: "..."
Why doesn't God kill this vicious woman?
Mo Chuyue swept her cool gaze across the room, grabbed Mo Qingcheng's hand, and vanished in the blink of an eye...
call!
Everyone felt a lightness on their bodies; they were finally gone. The Demon Elder truly was a devil.
Mo Qingwu's expression immediately turned sour. Mo Xinxin was left behind, while the rest left with dark faces and indignant looks.
They're both young ladies from the Mo family, so why is there such a big difference?
snort!
What's so great about it?
Isn't she just a cuckoo in the nest, a fake? Does she really think she's the eldest daughter of the Mo family?
Mo Qingwu knew about this relic, or rather, even if she knew, she didn't care at all. In the Mo family, as long as you have the ability, it doesn't matter if you're a biological child or an outsider, whether you're a direct descendant or a collateral branch.
Those with ability rise to the top!
No, it's said that Mo Yunxuan, the head of the Mo family, is a gigolo who rose to power with the support of his first wife...
A strange feeling swept through Mo Qingwu's heart, and she felt a tightness in her chest. Her tone naturally turned cold, and she began to vent her anger and bring up past grievances.
"Mo Xinxin, what's wrong with you today? Have you gone crazy?"
Mo Xinxin's heart skipped a beat, and she wished she could pounce on Mo Qingwu and tear off her hypocritical mask in front of everyone.
Unfortunately, there were only the two of them left. If something happened, they wouldn't even have a witness, and they would be the ones who suffered.
Thinking of this, Mo Xinxin took a deep breath and said with a fawning expression, "Miss Qingwu, I had no choice in this matter. At that time, that little bitch Mo Qingcheng pushed me..."
It makes me angry just thinking about it. I felt a chill down my spine, wondering who was staring at me, only to find out that I was being stared at by nothing.
I felt like a hand pushed me, but there was nothing there. Could it be a wandering ghost?
Mo Xinxin's face was deathly pale, and her breathing was a little disordered.
A cold smile curved Mo Qingwu's lips, fleeting in an instant. "Xin Xin, I believe you. I'm sorry..."
Mo Xinxin was stunned. She actually apologized? Who didn't know what kind of person Mo Qingwu was in private? Two-faced, was she trying to cause trouble today?
"Ahem..." Mo Xinxin coughed lightly, raising her eyes with a wronged expression, her eyes welling up with tears: "Miss Qingwu, I'm so glad you understand, sob sob..."
"Stop crying, or people will think I'm bullying you..." Mo Qingwu's eyes flickered slightly. "Come inside with me and wash your face, so you won't be laughed at when you go out."
Mo Xinxin nodded, she had long wanted to go in and see the furnishings in Mo Qingwu's room.
Ah, what a wonderful day!
Mo Xinxin was unaware that immense suffering awaited her; the pain had only just begun. She felt dizzy and disoriented.
Mo Qingwu led Mo Xinxin through several twists and turns until they arrived at Mo Qingchen's residence.
"Miss Qingwu, how strange, why is your boudoir styled like a man's?" Mo Xinxin stumbled and almost fell on Mo Qingwu.
Mo Qingwu smiled and said, "Xin Xin, lie down and rest for a while. I'll go out and have the maid prepare some water for you..."
As she spoke, Mo Qingwu smiled meaningfully.
Mo Xinxin was pushed onto the bed, and a shadow appeared in front of her. The shadow grinned and said, "Miss Qingwu, how come there are two of you?"
"Is it fun?" Mo Qingwu glanced at the boy who walked in, her face full of wicked charm.
"Uh, this is fun..."
"Then have fun, and I hope you have a great time..."
Mo Qingwu turned around and walked towards the door.
"etc……"
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