A woman's tears are the best weapon against a man, but this only works on ordinary men.
Ninth Master Su didn't even lift his eyelids and continued drinking tea at his own pace. It wasn't until the cup was almost empty that he placed it down and said indifferently:
"Let me ask you, when did I ever officially take you in as an adopted daughter? Outside, have you been using my name for your own gain?"
Mo Wenwan's face instantly turned pale. The Mo Family couldn't even be considered significant, whereas Ninth Master Su held real power. She wanted to establish herself, so naturally, she leaned on his name. Previously, even if Ninth Master Su knew, he never said anything. Why was he bringing it up now?
Ninth Master Su's gaze grew even colder:
"You only stayed in Liyuan for a few months. What makes you think you have the qualifications to be my adopted daughter?"
The words he said next completely drained the blood from Mo Wenwan's face!
