Qiao Mo was slightly taken aback and couldn’t help but want to retort.
The relationship between her and Fu Nancheng was rely a transaction; when the ti was up, the transaction was over. How could it be considered a betrayal?
But facing his pair of dark, warning eyes that sent a chill down her spine, Qiao Mo wisely chose to remain silent.
Yan Jiu gave her a deep look, snorted coldly, and then released her.
Earlier today, when he t with his third brother, he noticed his rare low spirits, and it wasn’t hard to guess—it certainly had sothing to do with Qiao Mo!
But there were things he couldn’t get involved in; he only feared that Qiao Mo might once again stab his third brother’s heart a few tis!
It wasn’t until the car gradually drove away that Qiao Mo slowly sat up straight. Her heart was still pounding fiercely, and it took her a long ti to recover, only to find herself drenched in cold sweat.
Thinking back, she was truly anxious for herself.
It turned out Yan Yiheng was just testing her just now. She couldn’t even bear to imagine what would have happened if she had nodded and agreed...
Would this man have snapped her neck in the next second?
Yan Jiu continued driving with a stern face, ignoring Qiao Mo. The car did head in the direction of Nanshan Villa, which slightly put Qiao Mo at ease.
...
anwhile, after Qiao Mo left, Shen Tingting tightly clenched both hands, standing motionless for a full ten minutes in the sa spot, her once innocent-looking eyes now crimson, filled with an inexplicable rage.
Beside her, Yu Xiaoqin had her cheeks swollen from two slaps.
Under the cold wind, she shivered slightly, yet didn’t dare to make any sound.
Ti ticked by until twenty minutes had passed. Yu Xiaoqin looked at the sky, wondering how long they were going to stand there...
Eventually, she couldn’t help but speak softly, "Tingting, cool down first. It’s late and frosty, you shouldn’t catch a cold."
"Hmph." Shen Tingting snorted, turned her head, and her gaze fell on Yu Xiaoqin’s face.
Yu Xiaoqin lowered her head uneasily, not daring to make another sound.
Shen Tingting stared at her for a while, her eyes softening. She gently raised her hand and softly placed it on Yu Xiaoqin’s face, speaking warmly, "Xiaoqin, I acted impulsively just now. Did it hurt you?"
Yu Xiaoqin was montarily stunned, then hurriedly shook her head, forcing out a smile, "No, it was my fault. You had every right to be angry."
"Do you bla ?" Shen Tingting’s eyes misted over as if she were truly innocent.
"No, no... I deserved it, only then did that bitch Qiao Mo steal the spotlight!"
"Really?"
"Of course, it’s true."
Shen Tingting’s gaze settled on her swollen cheeks, "I seem to have hit you quite hard. It must hurt..."
This ti, Yu Xiaoqin really couldn’t deny it. Those slaps from Shen Tingting were indeed heavy, causing her to have a slight ringing in her ears. She couldn’t possibly tell her that it didn’t hurt at all.
"It’s all Qiao Mo’s fault; if not for her, how would there be so many issues, and how would I have lost control and hit you?" Shen Tingting spoke with regret, trying to shift Yu Xiaoqin’s hatred onto Qiao Mo.
Yu Xiaoqin wasn’t very smart, but she wasn’t an idiot either.
Even though she indeed resented Qiao Mo, she also knew that those two slaps just now were definitely delivered by Shen Tingting!
"Xiaoqin, haven’t you always wanted your mother to join the school’s board of directors? I’ll have my father give one percent of the shares to your mother as compensation, okay? That way, your mother will beco a shareholder of the school..."
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