Chapter 105 A Priceless Treasure



Humans are such strange creatures. When someone is perfect in every way, outstanding, beautiful, and almost flawless, you can't even feel jealous, because they are so outstanding that you can only look up to them...

This is how Yina feels about Mo Qing now, but her resentment towards Yin Shixi is also growing.

As Yin Shixi watched Yi Na walk away, she pinched her brow, feeling slightly tired. She had always known that Yi Na was hostile towards her, but she had never been good at dealing with people like that.

In the bars these days, she has heard too many mocking and contemptuous glances. From the initial anger, she has now been able to remain outwardly indifferent because she has been stabbed too many times, and her scars have been ripped open countless times without mercy.

So she's become numb. When you've lost everything and have nothing left, nothing matters, nothing can hurt you...

She had always thought that she had become invulnerable to bullets during this time, but Yina's words just now made her realize that she still cared, and that she could still feel heartache and shame because of it...

She knew everyone was laughing at her.

She didn't want to participate in such an occasion, but she knew she had no choice. There were countless bankrupt heiresses like her, and every year, companies across the country would declare bankruptcy, falling from grace into ruin.

But she's probably the first person in the capital to have fallen so low as to work as a bar hostess and willingly degenerate.

It seems that her story has become the talk of the town. During this time, countless people who had previously done business with her family went to bars to confirm that she knew her existence was already a joke, but she would not be defeated so easily.

Absolutely not! One day she will stand at the highest point and make all those who trampled her underfoot turn around and be trampled underfoot by her!

Harshly! Show no mercy!

Mo Qing, smiling without showing her teeth, enjoyed the strange looks from all sides. Those people treated her like a panda in a zoo, glancing at her every now and then, and then huddling together in groups of two or three, whispering among themselves, no one knew what they were talking about!

Mo Qing was quite impatient, but fortunately, the people who came to the Shen family's banquet were all sensible. They only noticed her frown slightly and did not go up to her in a way that would be an eyesore.

Even from a distance, one can't help but sigh inwardly, "She's truly a remarkable person. No wonder Producer Qiao and General Manager Qi would fight over her."

However, if you get a little closer and can hear their conversation, you won't think that way.

"Did you wear perfume today, brother?" Mo Qing smelled the strong scent of blood on Mo Yanyu and looked at him. His fine, slightly curly, shoulder-length hair made his beautiful and delicate face even more exquisite and charming. If he were to smile, he would definitely be no less handsome than Shen Shaolin or anyone else.

Mo Yanyu glanced at Mo Qing with her deep, dark eyes, which seemed to reflect nothing at all. She nodded and said in a flat, emotionless voice, "Mm."

People like them, who spend most of their time in the military, have too much of a menacing aura about them. He didn't want to be surrounded by onlookers even when attending parties.

Besides, he didn't want to scare Momo.

Mo Qing found it inexplicably funny, and for some reason, she laughed heartily.

Mo Yanyu looked at her calmly, seemingly not quite understanding which of her words had made her laugh.

"Oh, brother, when can we go back?" Mo Qing suppressed her unrestrained smile and looked up at Mo Yanyu with an obedient expression.

She really hates these boring parties; they're just a bunch of boring people doing boring things, thinking they're so sophisticated, but they're all so fake.

"Mo Mo, wait a little longer, we'll be back soon." Mo Yanyu's eyes were filled with helplessness as she stroked Mo Mo's gentle hair, reassuring her.

They always had to stay for a while, after all, the head of the Shen family had a very good relationship with their parents. Since their parents couldn't get back in time, they, as the younger generation, had to do this.

It's normal for the girl to feel bored and impatient. Momo is naturally lazy and dislikes being restricted.

In this situation, she happened to represent the Mo family, so she had to present her best self in every move, which really restricted her...

Mo Qing sighed in frustration, muttering, "It'll be a while longer!"

The girl's dejected appearance was incredibly vivid; this pretty little girl was many times more beautiful than those affected women who were trying to curry favor.

Mo Tingqi had been by their side from the beginning. Seeing this, he couldn't help but sneer and whispered an insult to her, "I told you not to come. Third Brother was going to take you out to have fun. Why didn't you listen to my advice? Now you know you regret it, right?"

He knew from the beginning that his darling wouldn't like this kind of occasion, and he kindly took her out for some fresh air, but who would have thought that she wouldn't appreciate it at all.

Mo Qing gave him a sweet smile, but her words were cruel: "No, I don't want to go out with you."

I just want to go out and play with Hanhan, and then I silently added that to my mind.

Upon hearing this, Mo Tingqi raised an eyebrow and looked at her with a half-smile, "So, who do you want to go out with?"

Before she could answer, Mo Tingqi smiled knowingly, a cryptic smile playing on his lips. "Ah, I know, it's that Hanhan, right?"

As he said this, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Mo Qing winked at him, neither annoyed nor ashamed that he had guessed correctly; in fact, she smiled even more brightly.

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