"I never expected you to say such things!"
Ning Zitong looked at Mo Chuxi with an expression full of disappointment.
"Yuan risked her own life to save you back then! And yet you—"
She laughed bitterly as she faced the cold and aloof man in front of her.
"You found a new love and forgot your childhood fiancée, the one you swore to cherish. Mo Chuxi, I've finally seen you for who you truly are! Yuan must have been blind to sacrifice her life for a cold-blooded man like you!"
Listening to Ning Zitong's furious accusations, Mo Chuxi let out a low, indifferent chuckle.
"If Mrs. Mu could truly see me clearly, how is it that she's been completely manipulated by your 'precious' daughter?"
"What do you mean by that? You've done such a thing to Qianshui, and now you have the audacity to criticize her?"
"Those who reap what they sow are not worthy of sympathy."
Mo Chuxi coldly slid one hand into his pocket, while his other hand casually picked up a pen to sign documents.
