Chapter 421: Chapter 421: Angel’s Tears Make Their Appearance

Ah Ding’s words instantly stunned and petrified the group of women!

Mo Chuxi’s noble and graceful figure slowly approached from behind him. That cold, distinguished temperament caused the women to be utterly captivated.

One by one, they scrambled to fix their dresses and appearances before flashing flirtatious smiles at Mo Chuxi.

"Mo... Mo Shao..."

"Mo Shao, we didn’t know this man was yours..."

"Not knowing that he’s mine means you can insult him as you please? But now that you do, you’re too scared? Is that the extent of so-called socialites’ ability—bullying the weak and fearing the strong?"

Mo Chuxi said coldly.

The women’s smiles froze. They felt the judgmental gazes from those around them, finally realizing how humiliating and awkward the situation was, their faces turning increasingly red.

"Mo Shao, it was just a misunderstanding earlier. He bumped into us, so..."

"Reporting to Mo Shao, these women were discussing earlier how to knock Lady Yan over so she’d fall in a humiliating heap. They even conspired about spilling wine on her dress. I couldn’t bear it, so I tripped them with my foot."

"No, no!"

"We didn’t!"

Seeing the darkened expression on Mo Chuxi’s handsome face, the women immediately denied in a panic, terrified.

far away, Yan Xinxin understood everything clearly


a bite of cake from her

seems being Mo Chuxi’s wife isn’t easy. Everyone either wants to harm her or see her

"Throw them all out!"

were startled, still unclear who these scheming women were targeting or

"Yes, Mo Shao!"

make a call. Before long, four burly men

"Throw them all out!"

rare moment of authority in front of so

for mercy and confessions quickly faded into the distance. The

stood by the long table, observing everything with composure from beginning to

a cool gaze around the room, then casually began walking toward the

past Yan Xinxin, he deliberately slowed his steps, sneakily pinching Yan Xinxin’s little

"..."


This shameless pervert!

silently, turning her head to glare at Mo Chuxi. His departing silhouette was relaxed and carefree, and not just her little heart, but even the other

Eight o’clock sharp.

auction

Xinxin and Xiao Yize sat next

Yan Xinxin scanned

he not

and will be worn by supermodel

Xiao Yize informed her.

Wen Xin? Supermodel?

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