He Anyang smiled brightly and looked at her as she said word by word: "If you say one more thing, I will beat your mouth to pieces."
Anyang's face instantly turned pale, and he even subconsciously moved back.
He Anyang raised his eyebrows and looked at her. He suddenly stood up, walked to her, looked at her condescendingly, and slightly lifted her chin with his slender fingers.
"You knew I didn't like you, but you still stayed close to me. I thought you had some brains, but now it seems that I overestimated you."
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and slapped her face with the force of his palm.
"Snapped."
An Xin never expected that He Anyang would not follow the routine and take action without any warning.
The fishy smell of rust spreading in the corner of her mouth brought her back to reality.
He looked at He Anyang in disbelief, with hatred in his eyes: "You, hit me?"
He Anyang said with a look of disgust: "I've been beaten, but you still ask."
An Xin clenched her fists to restrain herself. She was afraid that if she got angry, he would hit her back. He Anyang knew how to box and kick, but she didn't. And if she really hit her, she would definitely tell the old man that she would
That's it.
I couldn't hit him back, and I couldn't. The more I thought about it, the more I felt aggrieved, and the more I thought about it, the more wronged I became. The tears kept falling down as if a switch had been turned on: "Why did you hit me?"
He Anyang looked at An Xin who was obviously very angry and wanted to take action but didn't dare.
He sneered: "Do I need a reason to beat you?"
An Xin's face instantly became distorted.
He Anyang sat on the sofa, his expression became calm, but his words were as cold as ice: "Get out of He's house, and I'll beat you every time I see you."
If it's not impossible...
An Xin can guarantee that what He Anyang wants to say is definitely not to beat you every time you see him, but...
In the end, An Xin could only cover his face and leave with hatred.
He Anyang looked at her leaving figure and thought a little.
Not long after An Xin left, He Anyang also followed.
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Mojia, Mo Yao's courtyard.
Maureen walked in with obvious fatigue on her face: "It's been found out."
Mo Yao was a little excited and looked at her: "Who is it?"
Maureen took the cup and poured herself a glass of water and said: "A person you may not have thought about."
Mo Yao said anxiously: "Stop being so pretentious."
Maureen said two words calmly: "Second brother."
Mo Yao was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and retorted without thinking: "Impossible, how can it be possible, second brother?"
Maureen sneered: "When I first found out, I had the same reaction as you, but that's the fact."
Mo Shu, the second eldest son of the Mo family, is also the second son of the old man.
As his name suggests, he is a person who particularly loves reading. Even though he is older, he is still an elegant and easy-going person.
Since I got older, I rarely go out.
Unless there are important holidays, I usually don't see him.
No one could have imagined that it would be him.
Maureen said calmly: "Now the second brother has been called over by the old man. If you don't believe it, just come with me and have a look."
Mo Yao looked at Mo Lin for a while before nodding: "Okay."
Maureen looked at him and shook her head.
When the two came to the old man's yard, they saw Mo Shu being carried out covered in blood.
Mo Yao froze on the spot.
Butler Mo came out: "Master Seventeen, Miss Sixteen, the head of the family has asked you to come over."
Maureen nodded slightly: "Uncle Mo is here to help."
Manager Mo nodded.
Looking at Mo Yao who was dumbfounded on the side, Maureen pulled him.
"Don't be in a daze, dad asked us to come in."
After saying that, he walked in.
Mo Yao has not yet recovered from the scene he just saw.
He couldn't accept that his second brother, who had always been so kind to him, was actually the one who framed him behind the scenes.
Mo Yao looked at Butler Mo and asked, "Uncle Mo, is he really the second brother?"
Butler Mo replied: "Didn't Master Seventeen see it?"
Mo Yao's face instantly turned a little pale.
There was a little more pain in his eyes.
Manager Mo looked at the shocked Mo Yao, sighed silently and said, "Young Master Seventeenth, you'd better go in first, the master of the house is waiting for you inside."
When Mo Yao heard what Butler Mo said, he could only suppress the discomfort in his heart.
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Mojia Village.
Mo Yunqing looked at the letter sent by He Lingxu.
I was a little worried at first, but now I feel relieved after seeing what the letter said.
The letter said that he had found the person he was looking for. By the time she read the letter, he was probably already in Beijing.
He would come back immediately after he finished handling the matter. He would not let her wait too long. He also said that there was no need to send it. If there was anything he wanted to say when he came back, they could talk to each other face to face.
A smile appeared on Mo Yunqing's face, she put the letter away and went out.
Educated youth point.
He Tingyu was a little confused when he saw Mo Yunqing coming so fast today: "Auntie, has the letter been written?"
Mo Yunqing shook her head: "No need to send it again."
He Tingyu was stunned, what does this mean?
Mo Yunqing's words scared He Tingyu. No need to send it again? Could it be that his uncle has changed his mind?
He Tingyu cautiously asked, "Did my uncle say that?"
Mo Yunqing nodded: "Yeah."
He Tingyu's expression changed and he refused to send the letter. His uncle was too much. Why didn't he realize that he was such a person before?
Mo Yunqing came here just to inform him, otherwise she was afraid that he would be waiting for her. She had already said her words and he knew that she was about to go back.
"I still have something to do, so I'll go back first."
After saying this, Mo Yunqing left.
When He Tingyu came to his senses, he was already gone.
Mo Yunqing didn't know that those two sentences of hers caused a big drama in He Tingyu's mind.
She walked back normally, but in He Tingyu's eyes, her mood changed.
He Tingyu was extremely angry. After returning to the dormitory, he told Shao Chendong and Xu Yan about the incident.
Shao Chendong and Xu Yan didn't look very good either.
Shao Chendong was even angrier than He Tingyu: "How could my uncle do this? My aunt is so kind. She always thinks of us, and she is so gentle."
After getting in touch with each other during this period, their favorability towards Mo Yunqing was getting higher and higher just like the temperature.
In their hearts, Mo Yunqing is already their relative.
Xu Yanwen: "Did Auntie say anything when she just left?"
He Tingyu shook his head: "No, she looks very calm, but we feel that she is sad."
(Mo Yunqing:??How come I don’t know?)
Xu Yan did not doubt He Tingyu's words, and his brows furrowed deeper.
He had always regarded He Lingxu as a role model, but now he hurt such a good girl like this.
He first chased people and made them wait for him, but now he changes whenever he wants.
It's simply too much.
(He Lingxu:??How come I don’t know that I am that kind of person?)
Shao Chendong felt like he was going to be angry to death. Looking at the silence, the two people asked: "What should we do now?"