"Mo Yan, you dare to hit me?"

Mo Lanxiang felt like she was going crazy.

What drove her crazy the most was that she was slapped twice by Mo Yanlian, but the two guards who were holding her not only did not react, but also grabbed her hand.

Are they helping that little slut?

"Let go of me!"

Mo Lanxiang tried to break free, but was grabbed by the two guards more and more.

"You big dogs! I actually helped this little slut, and I will let my father kill you when I go back! ”

"Smack!"

The third slap was thrown down mercilessly.

Mo Lanxiang's whole face was swollen into a pig's head, and she couldn't say a word, and her eyes finally showed a little fear.

Is this Mo Yan in front of you really the eldest lady of the waste Mo family? Completely changed into a different person.

"Our Mo family's guards don't protect their masters, what's the matter? Do you want to protect you as an outsider? ”

Mo Yan flicked his palm, which was faintly painful.

This body is really weak, and I can't stand it if I slap someone a few times.

"Stop!"

In the crowd, a majestic voice suddenly sounded.

Mo Yan's heart trembled violently, and he slowly turned around.

I saw that the crowd that was still crowded around to watch the play just now voluntarily separated a road, and a man with a majestic and tall figure was slowly walking towards Mo Yan.

Although the man is nearly middle-aged, his demeanor is still the same, and his spirit is magnificent.

That righteous and awe-inspiring body makes people unconsciously produce a sense of oppression that is not angry and self-threatening.

"Yan'er, what are you doing?"

When Mo Zhanyue saw Mo Lanxiang who was beaten into a pig's head, his sword eyebrows twisted slightly, and before he could speak again, Mo Lanyue on the other side knelt down directly.

"Father, Sister Yan is right about this, it's our sisters' fault."

Mo Lanyue choked up, with tears in her eyes, and looked pitiful.

Mo Yan looked at Mo Lanyue, her red lips were slightly pulled, with a little sneer.

It's this trick again, so can't it be a little new?

In the past, whenever the original owner had conflicts with the two sisters, Mo Lanyue always used this trick to make Mo Zhanyue feel guilty about herself and take the lead.

And then even if Mo Zhanyue wanted to exonerate his daughter, he couldn't pull that face, plus the original owner had a stubborn temper and liked to fight hard with his father, the result can be imagined.

This is how misunderstandings and alienation accumulate.

Sure enough, hearing Mo Lanyue say this, Mo Zhanyue's voice sank for two minutes, "Yan'er-"

But before Mo Zhanyue could reprimand, Mo Yan also knelt down and shouted with tears in his eyes: "Dad! ”

Showing weakness and pretending to be a little white lotus, isn't it a piece of cake for her?

Come on, come on, hurt each other! See who has more damage?

Mo Yan's kneeling made Mo Zhanyue stunned.

He never imagined that his daughter, who had always been stubborn and refused to admit her mistakes, would one day kneel in front of him in the street.

"Dad, it's Yan'er who is wrong. Yan'er shouldn't have tried to prove her innocence when she was framed, and Yan'er shouldn't have fought back when her mother was framed for stealing people, and Yan'er was insulted by wild seeds, it was all Yan'er's fault, how did her father want to punish Yan'er, Yan'er admitted it. ”

Every time Mo Yan said a word, Mo Zhanyue's face turned blue.

Mo Lanyue was also a little dumbfounded.

Originally, she thought that with Mo Yan's temper, she would jump up and quarrel with Mo Zhan Yue, and then the more noisy she became, the two of them would lose their minds, and even if Mo Yan said that Xiang'er insulted her mother, Mo Zhanyue would not be so easy to believe.

It has always been like this.

But today is different.

Mo Yan would actually take the initiative to show weakness in front of Mo Zhanyue?

"Father, this thing—"

Mo Lanyue instantly had a bad premonition in her heart, and was about to speak, but was directly interrupted by Mo Zhanyue.

"What the hell is going on?"

Mo Zhanyue opened his mouth to ask, it was a guard who was holding Mo Lanxiang's arm.