Yan Zhirou's face turned ghostly pale as she let out a terrified scream!
"Scared, are we?"
Mo Chuxi strode forward on his long legs, his overpowering, icy aura making Yan Zhirou widen her eyes in fear.
"Young Master Mo..."
She shivered uncontrollably, her legs trembling as she retreated, her breaths erratic.
Mo Chuxi swept his cold gaze over her, and Yan Zhirou felt as though a bucket of icy water had been poured over her head.
"How could someone as outstanding and kind-hearted as Xinxin have such a vile, disgusting, and inhumane sister like you?"
He sneered coldly.
"Time and time again, you've used despicable means to trouble Xinxin. And now, you even dared to bribe this repugnant man to publicly slander her? Yan Zhirou, let me tell you, your future life will pay a steep price for this. I will make you wish you were dead."
The last four words escaped his thin, peach-blossom lips, carrying an unbearable chill that suffocated the room!
