Mo Xiuchen's eyes narrowed aggressively, his frosty aura bore down on Mo Zixuan. "What's the matter, are you surprised that I know? This morning, the old man slapped you twice, yet you obediently went with him to do a paternity test, without admitting anything. It was you who let Xiao Wenqing escape last night."
Mo Zixuan turned as pale as a sheet, his hands holding the box trembling uncontrollably. "I didn't, Mo Xiuchen, you are making accusations out of thin air. My mother was released by a servant, not by me."
Mo Xiuchen scoffed, stalking towards him step by step.
Mo Zixuan backed up against the floor-to-ceiling window, clutching the box tightly.
"Whether you admit it or not, it does not change the fact that Xiao Wenqing ran away. She is sure to contact you, now she must hate the old man to death. What I can't understand is why you did not object to the stocks being taken away, and did not express any resentment even when ousted from the company."
