"If you feel disgusted, then stop looking," Lin Zhi replied softly.
She knew that Ye Zheng had brought her to the Ye Family dinner tonight solely to honor her. Ye Zheng wanted Mo Jianrong to know that after leaving him, Lin Zhi was doing very well, exceptionally well.
Mo Qiu, upon hearing their conversation, felt a bit upset. "What kind of language is that from Master Ye? It's unclear who here is more disgusting. Sleeping with a woman over a decade older than oneself—that's not disgusting—"
Mo Qiu couldn't finish her sentence because Ye Zheng suddenly kicked her in the chest.
His kick was so powerful that it sent Mo Qiu flying two meters away.
Mo Qiu fell to the ground heavily, unable to catch her breath, her vision going dark.
Mo Jianrong and Lan Lin were shocked and hurriedly went over to help Mo Qiu up.
Lan Lin was especially teary-eyed. "Daughter, are you alright?"
Mo Qiu was in severe pain in her chest and couldn't speak.
