"Sun Weiwei, do you have the guts the reveal this vicious side of you in front of him? Give up on him, he doesn't belong to you. You're nothing more than a younger sister to him," sneered Mo Li.
Mo Li seemed to have struck a sour note from how Sun Weiwei grew into an uncontrollable rage. Red with anger, she snapped, "Mo Li, you may try your luck if you don't believe what I just said!"
As soon as she finished her sentence, she turned around and hopped into the nanny van, which zoomed off right away.
Mei Yangyang then continued to help Mo Li up. An Xiaoning could tell that Mo Li was trembling with anger instead of fear.
A huge bruise had formed on the spot on Mo Li's hand that Sun Weiwei had stomped on. "Mo Li, are you okay?" An Xiaoning asked worriedly.
"I'm fine, thank you, Xiaoning."
"Don't mention it, we were having some hotpot and just happened to notice what was going on. What are you doing here?"
