Wife?
What kind of wife is this!
Mo Jiantao roared, "Ex-wife!"
"Yes, ex-wife. Your ex-wife cheated during your marriage. Mr. Mo, how do you feel about that right now?"
Mo Jiantao ground his back teeth and clenched his fist, "You..."
Mo Jiantao habitually wanted to swear, but as the words reached his lips, it was like he remembered something, and he took a deep breath, saying, "Why are you telling me this now?"
"I just think you have the right to know, and also to let you see the gap between Song Fajin and you," Mo Shu said coldly. "Qin Yuan isn't stupid; on the contrary, she's a very smart woman. Otherwise, she wouldn't have won over everyone's hearts in the Mo Family over the years, winning both you and Grandpa over completely, and pinned so many crimes on Sha Ling for so many years, packaging herself as a pure white lotus untouched by mud."
Mo Jiantao looked displeased, waiting for Mo Shu's next words.
