If this woman really snatched it away, don't blame her for being rude.
Yan Mo slowly squatted down and explained, "There's no poison in the food. If I really wanted to do something to you, do you think you'd still be able to jump around like crazy?"
Ren Hua naturally wouldn't easily believe Yan Mo's words. She turned her head to the side and didn't intend to pay any attention to Yan Mo.
Seeing this, A Biao stepped forward, grabbed Ren Hua's hair with his hand, and twisted Ren Hua's head back in front of Yan Mo, forcing her to look at Yan Mo.
"Ouch." Ren Hua cried out in pain, "Let go, my scalp is going to fall off."
To A Biao, her words were no more than fart and were simply ignored. He looked directly at Yan Mo, waiting for Yan Mo's order.
Yan Mo smiled, but did not ask A Biao to let go.
"Oh my god, you bastard, how dare you bully me." Ren Hua wailed. She originally wanted to scold Yan Mo as well, but when she saw Yan Mo's eyes, she swallowed her words and only dared to scold A Biao.
Yan Mo watched coldly until Ren Hua stopped cursing and listened to Yan Mo obediently, then she winked at A Biao.
After receiving the order, A Biao let go of Ren Hua immediately.
Seeing that Ren Hua no longer resisted, Yan Mo fiddled with his ring, slowly opened his mouth and asked with a smile: "Aunt Ren, I'm not in big trouble, you don't have to hide it, I won't ask who instructed you to do this."
After a pause, she continued:
"I just want to ask you, are you familiar with a maid named Xiaoru?"
Ren Hua hadn't expected Yan Mo to ask such an insignificant question. What did this have to do with betraying her son? Could it be that Xiaoru was the same as her? Selling out her master for fame, betraying the Si family.
She felt surprised and not surprised. After all, the conditions offered by that group of people were too tempting, and it was normal for them to betray the Si family.
However, what she could not have imagined was that this person would be Xiaoru. She had an impression of Xiaoru. Although they were not familiar with each other, she could still hear the gratitude of the little girl Xiaoru towards the Si family during their occasional communication. She could not have imagined that Xiaoru would do the same thing as her.
It's really satisfying.
Yan Mo did not disturb her. She squatted quietly in front of Ren Hua and let her recall the past by herself. However, her eyes stayed on Ren Hua's face, carefully observing her changing expressions.
You know, when people are nervous, their expressions can best reveal their inner thoughts.
After a long time, Yan Mo asked:
"Tell me, how is your relationship?"
Ren Hua's eyes rolled and she subconsciously wanted to answer, very familiar, if that was the case, she might have a chance to escape, and as long as she could escape, she would not have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of her life.
But before she could speak, Yan Mo seemed to see what Ren Hua was thinking and warned her:
"Aunt Ren, I'd better think it over before answering, otherwise you won't be able to bear the consequences."
Frightened by Yan Mo's words, Ren Hua swallowed back the words she was about to say.
Finally, under Yan Mo's dangerous gaze, he still said:
"I'm not familiar with her and we don't usually have any contact."
Yan Mo nodded: "Okay, you'd better tell the truth." After that, he stood up and walked out of the room.
Looking at Yan Mo's back, Ren Hua rubbed her eyes in disbelief. Is it that simple? She rubbed her aching scalp and secretly felt a little regretful. If she had known this, she would have cooperated obediently and would not have had her hair pulled.
She secretly made up her mind that next time she would ask Qing Yanmo what he wanted to know first, and then decide whether to tell him or not.
Outside the house, A Biao locked the door and followed Yan Mo.
"Madam, do you think her flowers are trustworthy?" A Biao asked.
After thinking for a while, Yan Mo replied: "It should be true."
A person's mouth may lie, but his eyes cannot lie, at least this woman can't do that.
Ah Biao frowned: "Does that mean the young master's kidnapping has nothing to do with the old master's death?"
He was a little bit unconvinced, otherwise why would it be such a coincidence? The young master's accident seemed to be a foreshadowing of the old master's death, just to lure the young mistress out.
Yan Mo shook his head: "No, there must be a connection."
She trusts her intuition.
"What should we do next?" A Biao asked.
Yan Mo also started to worry. There was no clue here. Si Ze said that he would handle Xiaoru, so there would be nothing for her to do. In this case, waiting was the best way.
Finally, Yan Mo uttered one word helplessly: "Wait."
"Yes." A Biao understood that this was also a solution among solutions.
"You can take advantage of this time to change your approach and think carefully about countermeasures." Yan Mo suddenly said this.
A Biao was unable to react for a moment and replied blankly:
"I'll follow Young Madam's instructions."
Yan Mo sneered: "I can't arrange this. You can search online for ways to pursue women."
Now, A Biao understood, and his face turned red immediately. He looked at Yan Mo in disbelief. He had always thought that the young lady didn't know his thoughts. In front of the young lady and Yan Jing, he didn't dare to show it too obviously, for fear that they would find out. Yan Jing would not accept him, and the young lady would not agree.
The moment he knew that he liked Yan Jing, he silently vowed that he would just stay by Yan Jing's side and be content to see her happy. After all, compared with the Si family or the Yan family, his conditions were too poor. He was an orphan, so how could he be worthy of such a noble woman like her.
But what did the young mistress say just now, telling him to learn how to pursue women? Did she know that he liked Yan Jing? Was she asking him to pursue her?
Thinking of this, he became extremely nervous:
"Madam, are you telling the truth? Do you agree?"
Yan Mo nodded, but before he could answer, Yan Jing came out from the end of the corridor.
"Sister, why don't I put my own clothes back on!" Yan Jing pulled her clothes, feeling uncomfortable.
"What's wrong? You look very beautiful!" Yan Mo stepped forward, stretched out his hand and helped his sister straighten the lady's dress she was wearing.
This dress was exactly hers. As early as when she stepped into the gate of Si family, all her leisure money was collected. Tang Ping took her to change all her people, including her family. Although she was reluctant, she also knew that as the daughter-in-law of Si family, she would bring shame to the Si family if she wore those cheap clothes. Since then, all her clothes were these kind of luxurious ladies' clothes that cost tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of dollars, which made her very helpless.
Although she had married into the Tang family, she had never had the opportunity to wear such clothes. As a result, Yan Jing felt very awkward wearing such expensive clothes.
"I think I'd better change back."
The most important thing is that her sister is thinner than her. When she wears this dress, she has to breathe hard the whole time, which makes her very uncomfortable.
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