Many people initially sympathized with An Ran and felt that Mo Yan had gone too far. But then Mo Yan said something...
They seemed to suddenly become clear-headed.
Netizen: [The teacher is right; whoever cries the loudest isn't necessarily right.]
Netizen: [That's right, it's not like whoever shouts the loudest is right.]
Netizens commented: "The teacher has such a strong presence. I also think that An Ran is a bit of a 'green tea' type; every single one of her posts is specifically targeted at the teacher. Every single one is insulting. It's like she's telling us, 'That's exactly who she is.'"
If the teacher agrees, it means she is the one in question; if the teacher disagrees, it means she's being wronged. That's truly shameless.
"Mom, you can't do this! We signed a contract, how can you break it?"
Mo Bei was so anxious that he had no choice but to ask the production team for help.
The production team was a bit confused; this is unacceptable!
"That's your problem. I didn't sign a contract with the production team, did I? You signed it yourselves."
Mo Yan laughed immediately, as if she were mocking them.
Mo Bei: "..."
"Mom, you already received all the money from the production team." Mo Bei was a little annoyed. How could his mother turn her back on him like that?
"I didn't receive it. Did the production team give it to me?"
Mo Yan looked directly at the director.
"We've taken responsibility for Anran's death." The production team won't take the blame.
An Ran looked at Mo Yan awkwardly. "Mom, why are you taking it so seriously? It's just a little salary."
That old hag wants the money too.
"What you're saying isn't about money. It's about whether I breached the contract. I didn't sign a contract, so there's no breach of contract. Understand?"
I own a house, a street of shops, and a building. Why would I care about money?
Mo Yan looked at them calmly and spoke directly.
Mo Bei: !! Damn, why doesn't he know?
Netizen: [OMG, the teacher is actually a rich woman.]
Netizen: [So An Ran pocketed the money?]
"Mom, why didn't I know?" Mo Bei was a little angry. If he had known, then...
"Why should I let you know about my money?" Mo Yan looked at Mo Bei with sarcasm.
"Isn't it enough that you're already sponging off your parents? You're still thinking about more. Son, don't push your luck."
Mo Bei: "..."
"Mom, stop joking. What do you really want me to do to keep filming?"
Mo Bei was almost in tears. Why had his mother become so difficult to deal with?
"If you want to continue, that's fine too. Just do as I say."
Mo Bei's eyes immediately lit up. "Mom, what do you say?"
An Ran was now in a state of utter confusion, unsure whether to laugh or cry. Her mother-in-law had suddenly seized control of the situation.
"It's very simple, just let everyone live in peace and not do anything underhanded."
If you two want to be romantic, then just be romantic and don't try to drag me into it.
What's wrong? Don't you know how to get along peacefully?
Mo Bei could hardly believe what Mo Yan said.
It's not as simple as you make it out to be. Why go through all this trouble?
"Then you have to keep your word. Let's get along well. Anran, what do you think?"
An Ran looked up, her eyes still glistening with tears. "Okay, Mom."
Mo Yan took the suitcase and headed straight to her room.
Her aura drew everyone's attention directly to her.
Even the camera followed them.
Mo Yan took out her things and found that they were all books, with only two or three sets of clothes.
"Teacher, why did you bring so many books?"
Because learning has no end.
Many netizens didn't believe her after she said this, thinking that Mo Yan was just putting on an act.
Mo Yan took out the book, sat by the French windows, and started reading.
Her elegant demeanor was as beautiful as a painting. She looked so graceful and captivating that it was impossible to look away.
Her face was lined with wrinkles and crow's feet. But you still found her beautiful.
An Ran and Mo Bei, who were outside, were at a loss and had no idea what to do next.
"I was thinking of transferring the money to my mom, but I didn't have time. I'll transfer it to her right now."
An Ran immediately took out her phone, only to find that she had already blocked her mother-in-law.
This is very awkward.
"I'll do it." Mo Bei didn't think there was anything wrong with it after he found out, and directly asked An Ran to transfer the money to him, which he then transferred to his mother.
And note the salary.
Qingyan took the phone, opened it, and found that the contact name was "My Beloved Son".
Open it directly, and the camera zooms in.
That was absolutely fantastic.
All of them.
Mo Bei: [Mom gave me some money.]
Mo Yan: [Transfer 20,000]
Mo Bei: [Mom has no living expenses]
Mo Yan: [Transfer 20,000]
Mo Bei: [Mom, it's our property management fee.]
Mo Yan: [Transfer 20,000]
The whole thing was a series of transfers.
Netizen: [My god, they're treating the teacher like an ATM!]
One netizen commented: "If I talked to my mom like that, she'd kill me."
Mo Yan also realized something was wrong and immediately changed the nickname to "Trash Son".
It definitely looks much better now.
"I'm sorry to let you see something bad."
Mo Yan then put the book aside without explanation and continued reading and taking notes.
She was so focused that no one dared to disturb her.
"Mom, Anran wants to make dessert and dinner."
This is a hint. Before this, this ungrateful wretch told the original owner that as long as he said this, the original owner would cook. However, the scene only shows An Ran washing vegetables.
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