Tian Jing was aggrieved. She even acted coquettishly and begged Mo Yu for mercy. But Mo Yu only looked at Tian Jing coldly. "I won't repeat myself, Tian Jing."
Mo Yu's strong sense of oppression assaulted Tian Jing. The man's words were cold and unquestionable.
Tears filled Tian Jing's eyes. She was angry and aggrieved as she said, "A-Are you really going to chase me out of your home, Mo Yu?" Tian Jing gritted her teeth and continued, "B-But I'm your cousin."
Mo Yu smirked and replied, "Fang Liu is my wife, and this is our home. Not just mine."
Tian Jing's face was ashen. Mo Yu's bone-chilling tone made her tremble. After a long while, Tian Jing glared at Fang Liu, turned around, and dragged Lin Lin away.
'He wants me to apologize? Fang Liu doesn't deserve it! Mo Yu is chasing me out anyway, so why should I say sorry to that b*tch?'
