Just as Yan Xinxin stepped out the door, Ning Zitong followed her and called her to stop.
She slowed her steps slightly, feeling a complex mix of emotions inside.
Mo Chuxi knitted his handsome eyebrows lightly and walked over as well.
"Young Mistress Mo, I am here to..."
"Mrs. Mu, what exactly do you want?"
Mo Chuxi stepped forward and interrupted Ning Zitong coldly.
"At this time, shouldn't you be home reuniting with your beloved daughter Mu Qianyuan, and then call a bunch of reporters for a grand publicity, so why are you at my home bothering my wife? Looking for trouble again?"
He spoke with neither courtesy nor friendliness.
Ning Zitong felt stifled, but she also knew that her current frustration was nothing compared to the distress she had once caused Yan Xinxin.
"Mrs. Mu, don't delay my son's time to go home. The Mo family doesn't welcome you here anymore, leave immediately and stop troubling Xinxin!"
Every word Mo Chuxi said was incredibly sharp.
