Mo Chen tugged at the corner of his lips, feeling stinging pain wash over his face.
He lifted his head and looked at Mo Su with determined eyes, his tone resolute, "I can also tell you with certainty now, between you and Ye Jiuliang, I choose her."
As the words fell, he dropped the torn-up documents and walked out without looking back.
Mo Su froze, her hand supporting her forehead, her expression chillingly cold and horrifying.
Since he chose Ye Jiuliang, then he couldn't blame her, his elder sister, for being ruthless toward him.
This was all forced upon her by him.
"Mengzhu, freeze all his bank cards, and throw his luggage out. From today on, he is not allowed to take one step into this place," she ordered.
"This... Miss, Is this really okay?" Mengzhu looked troubled, "If this gets to Madam's ears, then..."
It's known that the young master is the apple of Madam's eye. If something truly happened to the young master, it would be troublesome.
