Someone cried out in alarm, looking towards Mo Shu in terror.
Mo Shu’s eyes slightly narrowed but, unexpectedly, she did not panic.
Suddenly feeling lighter, Mo Shu was pulled behind two tall figures, then saw another figure block in front of her, followed by the sound of a flowerpot shattering.
Ji Biao and Ji Ren protected Mo Shu, while Ji Yun had just kicked the flowerpot apart, now standing firm with a grim expression on his face, staring at the broken pieces on the ground.
Ji Nan quickly checked on Mo Shu, anxiously asking, "Princess, are you alright?"
Mo Shu shook her head, her face remaining calm, her gaze fixed ahead.
Meng Yunjing, still unsettled, frowned deeply and immediately demanded, "Who dares to behave so recklessly here!"
Mo Jiantao, observing the commotion at the door, turned and bellowed, "Well done! You nearly hit Mo Shu with that flowerpot. She’s pregnant right now, if you actually hit her, how could you live with yourself!"
Mo Shu slowly walked in, instantly spotting Mo Jiantao behind the desk, and right in front of him, a woman with shoulder-length hair.
The woman had a large nose and small eyes, with a somewhat thick mouth but finely applied makeup, green hair, and a black choker, dressed very fashionably.
She was Mo Shu’s cousin, Sha Sha.
At Mo Jiantao’s shout, she seemed somewhat guilty, but regaining her confidence upon seeing Mo Shu unharmed, she said, "So what if you’re pregnant? Does being pregnant give you the right to steal things? Hmph!"
Mo Shu stood not far from Sha Sha, observing her aggressive manner, then turned her gaze towards Mo Jiantao, inquiring, "What’s going on?"
Her voice, indifferent and undisturbed.
Strangely, an invisible aura seemed to flare around her, giving Mo Shu an air of dignity different from usual.
Sha Sha couldn’t help but take a sidelong glance, feeling an odd sense of wariness.
Mo Jiantao and Mo Shu were always at odds, father and daughter mutually despising each other, always finding trouble with one another.
Now with Mo Shu addressing Mo Jiantao in such a tone, given Mo Jiantao’s usual ways, he might use this opportunity to shift the focus onto Mo Shu, provoking a quarrel to make himself blend into the background.
Sha Sha knew this family all too well and had nothing but disdain for them.
Yet unexpectedly, Mo Jiantao responded to Mo Shu with, "How should I know what’s going on? This wretched girl barges in and starts smashing the door, blatantly accusing me of stealing her design. Ridiculous!"
Mo Shu raised an eyebrow at Mo Jiantao’s words.
Since the death of Mo Shu’s mother, the Mo Family had little to do with the Sha Family.
Equally, members of the Sha Family greatly disliked those from the Mo Family, treating each other like strangers upon meeting. How could Mo Jiantao possibly have the chance to steal designs?
As if reading her doubt, Sha Sha loudly retorted, "Still trying to reason your way out? You casually invited my dad to drink, calling each other brothers in a few months, and in less than a year you launched a new collection, which just happens to be exactly like my designs. Do you think everyone is a fool?" Original content can be found at novęlfire.net
Mo Jiantao, beside himself with rage, argued, "Where are they exactly alike? I and my team have poured our hearts and souls into finalizing these designs for months, and with one sentence you want to slander me? Dream on!"
"Oh, please," Sha Sha sneered, "You know very well who’s smearing whom. It figures, your Mo Family is nothing but a bunch of scoundrels. I really don’t know what my aunt saw in you back in the day. Which eye was blind, to actually have fallen for you!"