Rebirth of the Daughter's Revenge

Mo Jing sneered in her heart, as expected, like mother, like son, they are all born actors. Just now these people saw Han Wenlei coming, but they couldn't hear what they said clearly because of the loud music all around. They just listened

At the end, Yin Yuerong came over and shouted something insulting to Mo Jing.

But now that Yin Yuerong said this, she said that they were the victims, and she, Mo Jing, was the one who wanted to stalk and beat her even after her engagement was broken off.

Mo Xiangtian was so angry at what Yin Yuerong said that he knew that woman was restless and talked nonsense all day long. He wanted to curse someone in anger as soon as he took two steps forward.

But Mo Jing stood up first, looked at Han Wenlei and Yin Yuerong, mother and son, and asked with cold eyes: "Mrs. Han, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. What do you mean I did something like that? I did it

What made you so angry?"

Yin Yuekong didn't expect that Mo Jing would dare to turn around and question her after she said that. Usually girls would be so angry that they would cry when they were said like that. How could anyone question her so calmly like Mo Jing?

"You know best what you have done. Do you still want me to tell you everything? You are embarrassed to listen but I am embarrassed to say it." Anyway, Yin Yuerong made up his mind to pour dirty water on Noila Mo, and she didn't do it anyway.

She didn't explain clearly what the matter was, so even if Noila Mo wanted to sue her for defamation, it would be untenable.

"You should tell me, I just have to ask clearly because I don't know clearly!" Mo Jing stared at Yin Yuerong, not missing her expression, "If you don't clarify today, do you know what I will do to you?

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Here it comes again, this feeling, as if the surrounding air has been squeezed, and it is difficult to even breathe. Yin Yuerong felt a little breathless and looked at Noila Mo. At this time, she forgot that the person opposite was just a two-parter.

Films of girls in their early teens.

"Jingjing, you are going too far. How can you threaten my mother?" Han Wenlei accused Mo Jingzhe unhappily. The caring mother looked like a good and filial son to outsiders.

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Han De was someone who had been here before, so of course he felt the pressure coming from Mo Jing's body. Before Yin Yuerong married him, she was a wealthy lady. She had to stretch out her hands for clothes and open her mouth for food all day long. How could she have such an aura to resist.

But he was also a little strange. A strong aura like Mo Jing's could only be accumulated by sitting in a position of superiority for many years. Where did she, a stinky girl who was still studying in school, come from.

"You also know that I have a bad reputation outside. By the way, many people in school call me something. Witch Jing, Evil Girl Jing, do you want to know how I got these bad reputations?" Mo Jing

Ignoring Han Wenlei's question, she said casually, not caring about the strange looks from around her, "Three months ago, a classmate called me a wild child without a mother. As a result, I became angry when I got angry.

I beat her up. That guy was so incompetent that he ended up in the hospital after I punched her a few times and lay in bed for more than half a month. Two months ago, a classmate deliberately poured some disgusting bugs on the floor where I usually sit.

On the stone bench in the school, those bugs would cause wounds all over the body if they were bitten. She thought I didn’t know it was her. She was so stupid. I only needed to check the surveillance video to find out. So I put those bugs

All the bugs were caught and poured on her body, and she needed a month of medical treatment before she could recover. A month ago, there was a classmate who dared to laugh at me for not being able to get married and wanted to beat me. As a result, I beat her to the ground.

On the ground, I heard that I stayed in the hospital for more than a week. Oh, by the way, you know this person, it’s your niece Su Qing. Alas, there are so many things like this that I can’t even count them all.”