The screams and cries upstairs continued, An Yuxi simply closed his eyes, clenched his fists and endured it, eager to block all the sounds from the outside world.

But even if she blocked her ears, the screams still reached her ears through the cracks, and she couldn't hold back any longer, and ran upstairs with the sound.

Mo Ziyan heard the sound of hurried footsteps, a cold light flashed in her eyes, she smiled charmingly and then lowered the corners of her mouth, and angrily beat the maid who was kneeling at her feet.

An Yuxi quickly found Mo Ziyan's bedroom, and as soon as she pushed open the half-hidden door, she saw a maid kneeling at Mo Ziyan's feet, with a few clothes scattered around her. She was not in a hurry to think about the reason for the matter, she raised her eyebrows, rushed up and grabbed Mo Ziyan's arm that she waved down, blocking it in front of the servant.

She felt a shake under her feet when she choked Mo Ziyan's arm, she never thought that Mo Ziyan would be so ruthless, and a pampered greenhouse flower would have such a big hand.

"An Yuxi, don't meddle with things. Hostility flashed between Mo Ziyan's eyebrows, and she pushed An Yuxi away violently and was about to hit the maid kneeling on the ground again.

An Yuxi's body staggered, perhaps because she had just been discharged from the hospital and her body had not recovered, and now her body was very weak. She saw Mo Ziyan's angry raised eyebrows, and then looked at the maid with a frightened look but didn't dare to dodge, and once again couldn't bear it, so she stood in front of the maid alone, raised her chin, and her clear eyes were full of coldness and stubbornness, "Mo Ziyan, this is a moon mark, not a place for you to mess around, you want to beat someone, but I will allow it?"

Mo Ziyan heard An Yuxi's words, and the movements in her hand suddenly stopped, instead of being angry, she withdrew her hand and looked at her with a sneer, as if she was looking at a clown, "Haha... Who are you, ask for your consent, what qualifications do you have, just an abandoned woman. ”

An Yuxi heard Mo Ziyan's words, her eyes tightened, her body trembled lightly, her fists clenched and she endured it stiffly, and the air instantly condensed, Mo Ziyan's sarcastic laughter pierced through her fragile shell, an abandoned woman, really just an abandoned woman.

An Yuxi bit the corner of her mouth lightly, and raised her head with a smile at the corner of her mouth in a blink of an eye, her obsidian-bright pupils pressed straight at Mo Ziyan, and for a while Mo Ziyan was shocked by the cold air in her eyes, her eyes were so cold, like Feng Xuanyu, and even the sense of oppression was very similar. Mo Ziyan had to take a few steps back.

The maid who climbed the dragon and the phoenix behind Mo Ziyan immediately stood behind Mo Ziyan and helped her for fear that she would fall, "Miss Mo, be careful." ”

The corners of An Yuxi's mouth raised arrogantly, sneered, and glanced at the maid behind Mo Ziyan with slender and slightly curved eyes, and asked faintly, "Who am I?"

When the servant was asked by her, her body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and she hid behind Mo Ziyan in a daze. As soon as she dodged like this, Mo Ziyan was unwilling, glared at her, and stared at her in horror to meet An Yuxi's eyes.

"Less... Young lady. The maid couldn't help it, so he replied stubbornly.

When An Yuxi heard this title, she slowly approached Mo Ziyan, and the corners of her mouth hooked and said, "Just by virtue of this, you are still Miss Mo now, and the moon mark is not a place where you can act arbitrarily." ”

As soon as Mo Ziyan heard this, her face turned red, her willow eyebrows fell sideways, she nodded with the anger in her heart, turned around and pointed to the clothes on the ground and said harshly: "Okay, now that your servant has damaged my clothes, I will beat her a few times, so that she will have a long memory." ”

An Yuxi half-squatted down and looked at the somewhat torn clothes on the ground.

Mo Ziyan looked at the top of her head with an arrogant face, looking at people with cold eyes, and the corners of her mouth were extremely sarcastic, "An Yuxi, you can see clearly that those clothes are all famous brands, I don't want to be angry with her, as long as she pays for it." ”

An Yuxi looked at the name tag at the collar, the corners of her eyebrows furrowed, Mo Ziyan was obviously going to be embarrassed for her, these clothes can cover the salary of the maid here for a few months, how can they pay for it.

The maid knelt down and quickly crawled to An Yuxi's legs, grabbed the corner of her clothes, and a line of tears flowed down, crying and begging: "Young lady... Young lady, I really can't afford to pay, my dad is still in the hospital waiting for money to save his life, I can't help it, I beg you... Please... Help me... I've kowtowed to you. After speaking, she knelt in front of An Yuxi, knocked her head one by one, and made a sneering sound, which made people feel distressed.

When An Yuxi saw her like this, she immediately helped her up, and looked at her reddish forehead with a slight tremor in the corners of her eyes, "Don't be like this, I will definitely help you, don't worry." ”

An Yuxi raised her head to look at Mo Ziyan, and when she saw the sour scene just now, Mo Ziyan not only frowned, but the corners of her eyes were full of contempt, she could only say that her usual disguise outside was really good, from brutal and vicious to downright and generous, her disguise was so seamless every time.

The water of the wealthy family is really deep, and the true face after retreating from the disguise is disgusting.

An Yuxi pulled the corners of her mouth, threw the so-called brand-name clothes in her hand directly to the ground, and stepped on them with her feet, these luxuries were so unbearable in her eyes, she said coldly: "Although these brands of yours are precious, the clothes tailored by the famous chief designer are all in my wardrobe, whether you like to take them or destroy them." ”

Her tone was very calm, but in Mo Ziyan's opinion, her words were all showing off and sarcasm.

Mo Ziyan stared at her with straight eyebrows, if she got closer, she could even hear her teeth gurgling, she quickly took out a pair of scissors from the drawer behind her, walked to An Yuxi's side, deliberately bumped her shoulder, and said through gritted teeth: "Don't regret it." ”

"Naturally. Although An Yuxi had a smile on her face, her fists were clenched, looking at her back as she walked away, her body became more and more stiff, and the stuffiness in her heart became more and more serious.

That's the clothes Feng Xuanyu gave her...

But soon she put this idea aside, her right hand attached to her lower abdomen and bit her lip tightly, she smiled bitterly, and the chill in her eyes surged again, and then she quickly followed Mo Ziyan into the bedroom that originally belonged to her.

As soon as she entered the master bedroom, Mo Ziyan's anger increased again, there were traces of their life together everywhere, and behind them was their hotbed, they had been there in the clouds and rain, she hated it when she thought of this, she hated An Yuxi for taking away everything that belonged to her, and she vowed to erase all traces of her.

opened the wardrobe, one by one the clothes were neatly hanged, Feng Xuanyu's clothes, An Yuxi's clothes, one by one, close to each other, just like the two of them embracing each other in front of her, her eyes were instantly red, and she could even see the red blood at the pupils.

She took out An Yuxi's clothes from it like crazy, and stabbed it fiercely, like stabbing her heart.

An Yuxi, you go to die.

Seeing that the clothes selected by Feng Xuanyu were destroyed in front of her eyes, the stuffiness in An Yuxi's chest flowed down the blood vessels into all parts of her body, and she felt a tingling all over her body.

She bit her lower lip tightly, her slightly discolored lips were covered with a crimson, and suddenly the corners of her mouth twitched, still the coldest smile, which was her mockery of herself.

An Yuxi, when did you become so powerful, and you also knew how to feel sorry for these expensive clothes.

There were too many clothes, Mo Ziyan couldn't destroy them at all, Feng Xuanyu moved almost all the limited edition clothes back to her home, and there were many of them that she hadn't worn once. Gradually, the venting was finished, and without the support of that anger, Mo Ziyan also felt depressed, and the movements of her subordinates slowed down.

She pushed the wardrobe violently, exposing the back half, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and she saw the last, but the best protected dress, the purple skirt was given to An Yuxi by Feng Xuanyu, she remembered it very clearly, the embarrassment of that day, unbearable in this life, was engraved in her mind.

It was her jealousy, resentment, mixed in her clothes.

The anger in her eyes burned again, and the fire in her eyes was eager to burn the dress to ashes.

An Yuxi saw Mo Ziyan pick up the dress, her heart trembled, the scissors waved, her heart also rose, she got up suddenly, and quickly snatched the clothes in Mo Ziyan's hand to protect her arms.

Mo Ziyan was startled, raised her eyebrows in a blink of an eye, and walked towards An Yuxi with scissors on her face, the more nervous An Yuxi was, the more charming her smile became, "An Yuxi, didn't you say that the clothes in this room will be destroyed by me?"

An Yuxi watched Mo Ziyan approach step by step, a little uneasy, and hid her clothes directly behind.

An Yuxi's current agility is much less than Mo Ziyan's, so she only dodged a few times, and a corner of her clothes has been grabbed by Mo Ziyan, and she tried her best to snatch it back, but her physical strength was a little exhausted, and soon Mo Ziyan smiled and cut off the clothes with scissors.

An Yuxi was not in a hurry to think about anything, and threw herself forward, holding her clothes straight and falling onto the big bed behind her. Before she could open her eyes, she heard screams in her ears.

"Blood... It's blood," the servants shouted in some panic.

An Yuxi's left hand touched something sticky, and when she raised her left hand, she found that a long cut had been made on her arm, and blood flowed down her arm, dripping on the bed, and staining her skirt red.

It was only then that she felt a throb of pain.

She set her clothes aside to protect them, covering her injured arm to keep too much blood from coming out.

Mo Ziyan was also stunned on the side, the blood-stained scissors were thrown to her feet in a panic, and when she watched An Yuxi sit up, she came to her senses, let people pick up the scissors under her feet, suppressed her panic, looked at An Yuxi with her chin, and said arrogantly: "Since you want to, hold it steady." ”

After speaking, he snorted coldly and left with someone, leaving An Yuxi to sit lonely on the bed with a dyed red dress.

Mo Ziyan is gone, and she doesn't want to stay in this room for any more.

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