Mo Beichen sat down on the only chair in the room, looking down disdainfully at Shen Jue on the floor. He slightly raised his eyebrows as he instructed the bodyguard who followed him in to go over and remove the towel blocking Shen Jue's mouth.
Shen Jue looked at the man with a sinister and icy gaze; she was trembling uncontrollably. "Mo, Mo Beichen, what do you want by bringing me here? Do you know this is illegal?"
Mo Beichen snorted coldly, "You pushed my wife down and caused severe injuries. Isn't that illegal?"
Shen Jue flinched, thinking he definitely had no evidence. She forced herself to stay calm and said, "I don't understand what you're talking about."
Mo Beichen threw the photos in front of her and sneered, "Shen Jue, I warned you back then. If you showed up in front of Qianqian again, I wouldn't let you go. It seems you've forgotten my warning."
Looking at those photos, Shen Jue's heart almost stopped beating—how could this be?
