"Mo Lin, you SOB, you're standing next to me and you let Mo Huasong hit my head with a chair?" Mo Chengzhen angrily scolded Mo Lin.
Mo Lin awkwardly replied: "Uncle, I didn't expect Mo Huasong to ambush you. I'm sorry."
Mo Lin didn't know why he didn't see Mo Huasong hitting Mo Chengzhen with the chair.
By the time he realized it, the chair had already struck Mo Chengzhen's head.
Mo Huasong said to Wu Yuzhen: "Mom, do you see their true colors now? There's no need to treat these people kindly."
Wu Yuzhen showed a disappointed look: "Huasong, I didn't expect them to be like this. I was wrong, and I won't deal with them anymore. But, I'm afraid we can't just ignore their demands."
She had a clear understanding of how strong the Mo family from the Capital City was.
Even Pang Family Villa, a First-Level Sect, could not offend the Mo family.
What should she do? Wu Yuzhen grew anxious.
