Mo Yongxi naturally overheard the whispers of the people around him and was so furious that he almost spat blood, looking at Mo Yan, dressed in a nearly new, delicately patterned garnt, with a beauty like a blooming flower. Envy turned his eyes crimson with rage, and he wished he could tear her to pieces right there and then.
Mo Yan seed to sense his gaze and glanced at Mo Yongxi, clearly not missing the envy in his eyes. She smiled indifferently and turned her attention to the broken fruit seedlings.
There were about twenty broken fruit seedlings, almost each one broken into thirds; soone must have harbored imnse hatred against their house for Mo Yongxi to do sothing so senseless.
Before long, Mo Qingze hurried over. Mo Yan stepped forward and briefly explained the situation, then showed him the broken fruit seedlings. Mo Qingze’s expression darkened. He said nothing, but his gaze towards Mo Yongxi was very cold.
Next, Old Man Mo and Mo Hong’s family also rushed over with the help of Mo Yonglu and his brothers, while Mo Wu, Mo Niu’s, and several older children followed.
"How dare this plague of misfortune falsely accuse my daughter of wrongdoing, may all their tongues rot."
Still at the mid-slope, Mo Hong’s sharp scolding floated up to everyone’s ears.
Upon hearing her, everyone’s expression soured; if before they didn’t care how the Mo Family dealt with Mo Yongxi, now they all wished the Mo Family took this opportunity to severely punish Old Man Mo’s entire household as well.
"Shut your filthy mouth!"
Old Man Mo glared furiously at Mo Hong’s, regretting that he allowed this fool to co along.
Mo Hong’s shrank her neck and reluctantly closed her mouth. Ever since Old Man Mo had disciplined her a few tis, she dared not be as unrestrained in front of him as she used to be back in Mo Family Village.
When Old Man Mo’s people ca forward, Mo Yan did not bother with pleasantries, and directly asked Old Man Mo, "Second Grandpa, your daughter deliberately broke my family’s fruit seedlings, so what do you say we should do about this!"
In her words, she didn’t even wish to use the term "Auntie" to refer to Mo Yongxi.
Old Man Mo’s face had been ready with a deliberately kind expression, intending to talk about family ties with Mo Qingze, but Mo Yan’s interruption caused his smile to freeze on his face, "Yan girl, your, your Auntie was just ssing around, she didn’t an it... "
He couldn’t finish his words, facing Mo Yan’s expressionless face and the villagers’ scornful looks; even Old Man Mo, with skin as thick as city walls, couldn’t continue.
"Your daughter is fifteen this year, isn’t she? If it weren’t for last year’s flight, she would probably already be talking about her future in-laws! Second Grandpa, do you think a fifteen-year-old girl would destroy my family’s fruit seedlings just for fun?" Mo Yan said emotionlessly, picking up the broken fruit seedlings and throwing them at Old Man Mo’s feet.
Old Man Mo, looking at the fruit seedlings broken into several pieces at his feet, his face turned extrely ugly. He blad his daughter for her stupidity, getting caught doing wrongdoing, and he resented Mo Yan for not giving him face, insisting on making a big deal out of this in public and shaming their entire family.
"What do you want then? Those few dying fruit seedlings of yours, are they worth more than your own Auntie?" Mo Hong’s stomped on a broken branch, pointing at Mo Yan and shouting.
Mo Yan bent down to pick up a fruit seedling from under Mrs. Hong’s foot, and smiled aningfully, "Second Grandma really nailed it, these twenty-so fruit seedlings were transported all the way from Nanfan, costing a fortune just for shipping! Not to ntion this Longan in my hand— it’s the only one in the entirety of Great Chu, far more precious than your daughter, who only knows how to cause trouble and disgrace the Mo na."
With just a few sentences, Mo Yan diminished Mo Yongxi to nothing, yet no one thought she was wrong.
"You wretch, how dare you slander my daughter like this, I’ll beat you to death, you bastard with no mother to speak of!"
Mo Hong’s was practically insane with rage, her short, stout body lunging at Mo Yan, intending to pin her down and give her a savage lesson.
But before she could pounce, a white shadow sprang from behind Mo Yan, knocking Mo Hong’s to the ground and opening its jaws wide to bite at her neck...
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