Mo Jinyu only took another look at her and started to feel nauseous. He had actually kissed this woman in the past.
"Get lost quickly. Don't force me to chase you out."
Yun Qingqing was hurt by his words. She covered her face and cried, "Brother Jinyu, didn't you say that you would only love Qingqing in this life? You're saying this to force Qingqing to die!"
A cold smile appeared on Mo Jinyu's lips as he said coldly, "Then die! In my opinion, you're neither human nor a ghost. If you're alive, you might as well die. If it weren't for you, my hand wouldn't have been crippled!"
He hated Mo Beiyuan and Yun Ran, but he could not take revenge on Mo Beiyuan. He could only vent his anger on Yun Qingqing.
"Don't come near me! I'll tell you the truth. Even if your dead father comes back, Father won't let him continue to be the Prime Minister. If your Yun family falls, not to mention me, even the beggars on the street corner won't want you."
