Princess Against the World

"Could it be that... Mo Shiyu killed Miss Ninth?" Feng Chenglin started to gossip: "Isn't he your good brother? They grew up together and were close friends of life and death. Why did Mo Shiyu Want to kill him?"

"Hmph!" Mo Xing suddenly sneered: "I'm still his adopted son. To outsiders, aren't we a loving father and a filial son, with deep blood ties?!"

Some things, in the eyes of outsiders, are perfect.

Only those who are in it will understand that it is a whirlpool, a bottomless pit from which one can never escape.

"We will not interfere with your affairs, after all, it is your secret," Ling Luoyu glanced at Feng Chenglin calmly, indicating to him to calm down his gossip.

Feng Chenglin pursed his lips unwillingly: "Third Young Master, you can't say that. Since we agreed to do things for him, sometimes it is necessary to find out these secrets..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Damn fat man, doesn’t your conscience hurt when you say this?

Are you asking for secrets to better complete your mission? ?

Mo Xing obviously didn't want to mention what happened back then: "My secret is my personal matter and has nothing to do with our transaction. As long as you agree to my conditions, I will tell you all the secrets about that thing..."

"Then how can we be sure that what you said...must be true?"

"Because I have done too many things for Mo Shiyu over the years. Some things may not even be known to him, but I know!" Mo Xing's attitude was very tough: "So, you guys cooperate with me... Don’t suffer any loss!!”

"If that's the case, then on this matter..." Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin looked at each other, squinted their eyes and smiled: "It's a happy cooperation!!"

Anyway, Mo Shiyu and Mo Xuanchen can't deal with each other.

The confrontation between them is a matter of time.

In this way, you won't suffer any loss by being a favor that goes along with the flow.

"Now, can you tell me what that thing is?" Feng Chenglin's gossip mind had long been diverted, and he couldn't wait to ask.

"No rush!" Mo Xing was very calm.

He turned around and walked to the table, took some tissue paper, bit his finger, and wrote a contract on the tissue paper with blood.

Feng Chenglin walked over quickly, and after seeing the contents of the contract, he was angry and laughing.

"What are you doing? Do you want to sign a blood pact with us?"

Mo Xing just lowered his head and wrote without answering.

Feng Chenglin laughed and said, "Look at what you wrote. Why do you distrust us so much? It's as if we have done something dishonorable!"

"Since you will abide by the contract and will not break the oath, do you still care whether to sign a blood pact or not?" Mo Xing answered calmly.

But Feng Chenglin choked to death and couldn't reply a word.

yes!

Since you won't do anything treacherous and will abide by the agreement, do you still care about signing a blood pact?

You won’t betray anyway, so why feel guilty?

Feng Chenglin was so angry that he couldn't do anything about it: "Is it because I'm old and my brain isn't enough? This guy actually made me... speechless, Third Young Master?"

Ling Luoyu said calmly: "Don't look at me, what I said is reasonable and well-founded... Anyway, we will fulfill our promise, just sign a blood pact!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

What are you doing?

Doing it again and again, as if he is the troublesome one.