Slap
It sounded like a slap, but it was actually a clap.
"How dare you hit me!"
Mo Jinrong's loud voice reached Mo Changwen's ears and he hurriedly stood up to leave.
"Why wouldn't I dare to hit you? What are you doing behind my back?"
Lan Anran continued to curse.
"Why do you care?"
Mo Jinrong's voice was deep.
"Get out! Get out!"
Lan Anran chased the models out loudly but reminded them softly.
"Go out and don't say a single word!"
The models walked out one after another. Mo Changwen heard the noise and came in. He seemed to be here to stop the fight, but he was actually here to watch a show.
"What's the matter?"
Mo Changwen persuaded her.
"Uncle, Mo Jinrong is horrible! I can't live anymore!"
Lan Anran complained.
"Marrying into the Mo Family is already beyond your reach. Get a divorce if you don't want to!"
Mo Jinrong continued in a low voice.
