Master Mo, Your Wife’s Multiple Identities Are Online Again

mething into Su Yuan’s ear.
Su Yuan looked up and saw Bai Yurou.
This person always caused trouble for her, so Fu Wen simply nodded.
“Don’t worry, Madam.
They must have sneaked in.
President Mo didn’t even send an invitation to the Bai family.”

Fu Wen turned to leave, but he suddenly stopped.
He turned back to look at Su Yuan and hesitated for a long time before saying, “Madam, President Mo…he was your husband after all, how could you just stand by and watch as others ganged up to bully him?”

Su Yuan rolled her eyes at Fu Wen.
“If your President Mo could suffer a loss over such a small matter, would he still be Mo Ting?

“Alright, alright.
I’ll be there when I need to!”

Fu Wen’s eyes turned into crescents when he heard this.
“Then, I’ll thank the Madam on behalf of President Mo!”

After Fu Wen left, a group of men in black quietly walked behind Bai Yurou and Li Feifei.
Then, they covered their mouths and dragged them away.
They did not even have the time to make a sound.

Su Yuan saw this and gave Fu Wen a big thumbs up in her heart.
He did a good job!

Over at Mo Ting’s side, Mu Lanyi was crying non-stop after Mo Yi helped her up.

Mo Ting did not say anything to stop them.
He simply leaned against the table and savored the wine in his glass.
His relaxed and satisfied expression made it seem like he treated the two people in front of him, who were addicted to acting, as air.

Su Yuan was a little confused.
If he did not like her, why did he not just reject her? Why did he have to let everyone come and watch and be made up by others? Do you like to be a cold and emotionless scumbag? A heartless person who deceives feelings?

“Brother Ting, I don’t blame you for not being able to catch me.
But my hand really hurts.
I think it’s broken.
Can you take me to the hospital?” Mu Lanyi said, feeling wronged.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.
This girl’s eyes were filled with tears, and she sobbed a few times in one sentence.
It really made people feel pitiful when they heard her.

Only then did Su Yuan get a good look at this young lady’s face.
Why did this young lady look so familiar?

Just as he was thinking, a mocking sneer came from the crowd, instantly breaking the sad atmosphere.
“Oh, Mu Lanyi, you’re really something!”

Mu Yuchen walked out from the crowd, wearing a tight leather shirt and pants.
His slightly long hair was tucked lazily behind his ear, and he had a carefree expression on his face.
He had one hand in his pocket, and the other was holding his phone, taking a picture of Mu Lanyi.

When the young girl who was still looking pitiful heard his voice, the tears that were about to fall from her eyes all disappeared.
She said in exasperation, “Mu Yuchen, what are you doing here?”