"Mo Yu is currently on a business trip. If you have something to discuss with him, you should seek him out. Why are you telling me all this?" Fang Liu said with a vacant expression.
An Xue sneered, "You're wrong. This is between you and me. I came to warn you. It would be best if you left Mo Yu on your own accord. Don't stick to him like a bandaid. What are you compared to Mo Yu? Don't you see that you are not worthy of him?"
Fang Liu was extremely angered. "Whether I'm worthy or not is not up to you to judge. Did you come all the way here to tell me this? I have nothing more to say to you." Fang Liu raised her chin and ordered An Xue to leave
Fang Liu was now the Young Madam of the Mo family. She had nothing to be afraid of. Fang Liu could not allow another woman to walk over her and do as they pleased casually.
An Xue's eyes widened in shock as though she did not expect Fang Liu to speak to her in such a way.
"Do you know who I am?! I am the eldest daughter of the An family!"
The An family was one of the most prominent families in Southern City. An Xue had never been treated this way in her entire life.
Fang Liu raised her eyebrows and smiled. "So? This is not the An family home, and this is my family's home. You are not welcome here. Please leave immediately. Do you understand?"
Fang Liu had initially wanted to be polite to Mo Yu's childhood sweetheart. She hadn't expected An Xue to be aggressive and speak to her with such disrespect. Since that was the case, Fang Liu was not to blame for simply returning the favor.
Fang Liu called for the maid. Ah Yu— the maid who had protected Fang Liu from the hot coffee that Fang Yan had thrown. She had become Fang Liu's close companion in the Mo family home. She said coldly, "Miss An, do you want to leave on your own accord, or should I ask someone to send you off?"
An Xue was so angry that she was about to explode. She did not expect Fang Liu to chase her away.
An Xue was flustered as she hoarsely exclaimed. "You will regret this, Fang Liu! How dare you treat me this way? Mo Yu will not let you off so easily when he returns!"
The thought of Mo Yu, who was in a coma, crossed Fang Liu's mind. A sudden sense of sadness welled up in her heart. 'If Mo Yu had woken up and found out that I had been so rude to his childhood sweetheart, would he punish me?'
In the end, An Xue left in a huff. Fang Liu returned to her room and gazed at Mo Yu. Her mood instantly changed.
'It turned out that Mo Yu had someone that he adored.'
Since that was the case, Fang Liu had even more reason to divorce Mo Yu. 'After I have divorced Mo Yu, he will be able to be with the person he truly adored.'
Although Fangliu had already made up her mind, she did not seem to be able to relax. For some reason, she began to feel depressed.
"Hey," Fang Liu called out to Mo Yu.
Although she knew that Mo Yu could not hear what she was saying, she proceeded to laugh mockingly. "You have poor taste in women. Miss An has a terrible temper."
Fang Liu shook her head with a bitter smile. However, An Xue was the eldest daughter of a wealthy family and should be Mo Yu's equal. On the other hand, Fang Liu had come from an abusive family, and her mother was in prison due to bankruptcy. A person like her could never be worthy of Mo Yu.
Fang Liu sighed and suppressed the sadness that she felt in her heart. She took out a record from the bookshelf and placed it onto a record player. Although it was Fang Liu's first pregnancy, she has read some books on prenatal education. It was said that artistic enlightenment during pregnancy could make the child smarter.
Beautiful music poured out of the record player like a steady flowing stream. The room was filled with a peaceful and leisurely atmosphere. Fang Liu picked out a book from the bookshelf— it was a French novel.
The book looked worn, and it seemed to have been read several times.
'Was this a novel that Mo Yu often read?'