"What are you implying? Are you suspecting that I spiked the food, intending to damage your ability to have children for life?"
Mo Jingteng paused for a second before erupting in fury.
Xiao Wenqing, sitting next to him, narrowed her eyes pretending not to understand. She asked, "Old Mo, what's wrong with the shark's fin soup? Is there a problem? Why are you and Mo Xiuchen both so angry? You two rarely have a meal together. You should discuss whenever there is an issue!"
A hint of coldness and mockery appeared at the corner of Mo Xiuchen's mouth. He warned, "Whoever doctored the shark's fin soup, I will find out. I'm leaving my words here. Whoever harms my woman, even slightly, I will repay them a hundred, a thousand times over."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned to Wen Ran and said, "Ranran, let's go!"
Holding her hand, he left the private room without looking back.
"Xiuchen…"
