The Sixth Elder remained calm and composed, smiling without saying a word.
Mo Qingcheng smiled slightly: "Thank you, Sixth Elder. This is a gift from me to you..."
After saying this, Mo Qingcheng placed a jar of fruit wine on the table and got up to leave.
The Sixth Elder suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze unfathomable. The young lady… she's truly an interesting person…
Mo Qingcheng stopped at the door, a slight smile playing on her lips, and casually pushed the door open and went inside.
A faint, ethereal aura enveloped her. Mo Qingcheng lazily closed her eyes, yawned, and drifted off to sleep...
The man in black hiding in the shadows frowned and remained invisible for a full quarter of an hour before disappearing from the spot.
Mo Qingcheng slowly opened her eyes, a cold glint flashing in them. She hadn't even returned to the Mo family yet, and all sorts of demons and monsters were already swarming towards her.
Do you think I'm a pushover just because I don't show my strength?
Mo Qingcheng narrowed her eyes, then reverted to her harmless demeanor, took out a piece of chocolate, popped it into her mouth, and tapped her fingers absently on the edge of the bed...
Is it better to bide one's time or to make an example of someone to scare others?
Mo Qingcheng closed her eyes, cleared her mind, and let things take their course...
These little episodes were gradually forgotten over time. Mo Qingcheng's carefree and irresponsible attitude perfectly portrayed the spoiled young lady.
Mo Yi silently shed a tear of sympathy for those who were secretly spying on her. Was the young lady so easy to mess with?
You have a road to heaven, but you insist on messing with that little witch. Well, then be prepared for the grass to grow tall on your grave next year...
On the eighth day, the third elder of the Ling family was able to come out for a stroll, and Ling Yueling gritted her teeth, wanting to go up and thank Mo Qingcheng.
Unexpectedly, Mo Qingcheng didn't even glance at her, and simply walked past.
Ling Yueling: "..."
This face is so offensive, I want to pounce on it and tear it off. Can someone stop me?
The Third Elder coughed lightly, giving his young mistress a reassuring look. Since Miss Mo didn't want to acknowledge them, they might as well pretend to be enemies.
"Hmph! What's with the arrogance?" Ling Yueling rolled her eyes. The Third Elder was absolutely right; the act had to be a trap.
Mo Qingcheng stopped in her tracks, frowning slightly: "Ugly woman, are you talking about me?"
"Pfft!" Ling Yueling almost choked on her foot with a mouthful of blood.
Please, have some decency.
"You? What if I say it to you?" Ling Yueling's face was a little pale.
Mo Qingcheng shrugged: "I'm a little itchy, and I haven't been in a good mood lately..."
Onlookers: "..."
Is it even allowed to threaten people like this?
I've learned something new!
Miss Qingwu, we are utterly humbled!
Mo San glared at him: "I'll spare you from beating you up because you're a woman, and an ugly one at that!"
"..." Ling Yueling suppressed the urge to vomit blood, because she was so angry that she couldn't move and her mind was buzzing.
Here it comes, here it comes, the real show is about to begin!
The onlookers sat in a row, banging drums and gongs, waiting for the show to begin. Unexpectedly, Mo Qingcheng curled her lips in disgust and said infuriatingly, "Do you think I'm such an uncultured person?"
Everyone: "..."
When it comes to shamelessness, Miss Mo Qingwu of the Mo family dares to say she's second to none.
"Heh!" A soft laugh came from behind, and everyone looked up, revealing a maternal smile.
This is going to be interesting...
Mo Qingcheng frowned slightly, and when she saw Ling Yueling wink at her almost imperceptibly, her heart skipped a beat.
Could it be that he encountered a witch even more despicable than himself?
Mo Yi's eyes narrowed: "Master, let's go!"
Walk?
That's impossible...
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