Mo Wanchang's expression turned ugly as he frowned and, without any attempt to disguise his disgust, spoke in a deep voice, "Come back with us. Stop embarrassing us out here."
Mo Lingwei wore a proper smile, "Sister, perhaps you should come back. It's been such a long time and everyone has forgiven you. As long as you behave, you are still Miss Mo."
She lifted her chin, her posture haughty, her tone as if she was dispensing charity, with thick provocation and triumph in her eyes.
Mo Fan's face remained calm, seemingly not hearing a word the others had said, a mocking smile hung at the corner of her lips, "Excuse me, you're in the way."
She pushed through the middle. Mo Lingwei staggered, twisting her foot slightly and letting out a pained gasp.
"Lingwei, are you alright?" Zhang Wenxian held onto her, seeing her pained expression turn slightly pale, with undisguised malice in her eyes.
"Stop right there!"
"Did you hear me? I said stop!"
