Mo Shu took the opportunity to push Yu Siqiao away and grabbed the Purple Gold Card, casually saying, "Thanks for the effort."
The manager, flattered and shocked, quickly said, "No trouble, no trouble at all. I’ll take my leave now."
As the manager left, many people’s gazes shifted to Ou Feng.
At that moment, Ou Feng was carefully shrinking back, seemingly trying to minimize his presence.
"Where do you think you’re going?" Mo Shu suddenly spoke up, the corners of her lips curving slightly, "You haven’t finished what you were saying, have you?"
Ou Feng immediately displayed a radiant smile, "So you are Princess Mo. I thought as much. Such a heavenly beauty, bearing an aura of nobility like that of a true princess—apart from Princess Mo, I fear there is no other. My earlier actions were just a little test, just a joke, haha..."
But he was the only one laughing, even the friends by his side couldn’t bear to watch and silently stepped back two paces.
Ou Feng said, "If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving now, sorry to have disturbed you."
Yu Siqiao, arms crossed, fixed his sharp, cold gaze on him, and commanded, "Hold him down."
Yu Siqiao’s bodyguards immediately pinned him to the ground.
Ou Feng screamed, shouting, "I really didn’t know she was Princess Mo, more beautiful and stunning than I imagined. How could I believe that Young Master Yu once disliked such a beautiful fairy! A woman like her belongs in the heavens, rarely seen among mortals. It’s sheer jealousy towards Young Master Yu that made me want to persuade her to leave..."
Even while held down, he still had a silver tongue.
But if flattery were effective, so many wouldn’t have previously suffered such miserable consequences from crossing her.
The people around were well aware of Princess Mo’s temper; Mo Shu was incredibly vindictive and held grudges, yet she detested others speaking ill of her. Once she found out, the retribution in her every move was enough to turn someone’s life into a nightmare.
With such loud rumors circulating, people couldn’t help but look at Ou Feng with pity. The rightful source is novelꞁire.net
This Ou Feng was probably doomed.
Yet, to everyone’s surprise, Mo Shu simply pursed her lips and chuckled lightly, "Let him go."
Yu Siqiao’s face darkened, "What, you actually fell for this kind of slippery smooth talker, this charmer?"
Mo Shu met Yu Siqiao’s gaze with a slight smile, "You couldn’t be jealous, could you?"
Yu Siqiao snorted with laughter, "Your skin is getting thicker by the day. I just don’t want people to say that Yu Siqiao’s fiancée is so starved for love that she falls for any sweet-talker who comes her way!"
Mo Shu stepped forward with a mischievous look, "I’ve been starved for love not just for a day or two. My fiancé doesn’t love me, what’s wrong with finding someone else to love me?"
Yu Siqiao’s face turned even darker, "Your fiancé doesn’t love you, so you go looking for love from others? Are you that desperate?"
Mo Shu covered her mouth with a light laugh, completely unabashed, "Well, it’s normal for a woman to crave love. If her fiancé isn’t capable of loving her properly, what’s wrong with seeking it elsewhere?"
Her words sent shockwaves through the surrounding crowd.
This is just too much to take in!
Seeing the situation escalating, Ou Feng cried out in a hurry, "Princess Mo, Young Master Yu, I know I’m wrong. You two can argue all you want, but please, Princess, don’t love me. I want to live!
The crowd burst into laughter.
Mo Shu couldn’t help but curve the corners of her lips.
Yu Siqiao’s face grew even darker as he said coldly, "Take him away."