Fu Yu continued to laugh and said, "He got beaten up pretty badly. What's even worse is that some people keep saying that Miss Qin is no match for Miss An. Now their faces must resemble a pig's head, huh? Tsk tsk, so tragic!"
When Fu Hanjiang heard Fu Yu's words, he asked, "Whose face resembles a pig's head?"
Fu Yu, implying something, glanced at Fu Hong and said indifferently, "Someone's, I guess!"
"Oh!" Fu Hanjiang instantly knew who it was and nodded, "That's truly tragic!"
"Humph!" Fu Hong snorted coldly and left with a stony face.
"Hahaha..." Fu Hanjiang and Fu Yu exchanged looks and burst into laughter.
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The next morning, almost at the crack of dawn, An Mo appeared in the small living room of the little villa, seeking an audience with Mu Lingyun.
After Lingyun got up and finished her morning routine, she came to the living room and met with An Mo.
After seating herself on a single sofa, Lingyun swept a glance over An Mo.
