1481 Lit Up Three Candles For Mo Yongheng (1/2)

Making a visit to demand someone to take responsibility was definitely done immediately after one woke up.

Only then would one seem confident enough.

As expected, not even ten minutes after Yu Yuehan had said those words, a familiar-looking sports car pulled over at the entrance of the Zheng Family villa.

When the car door opened, Mo Yongheng, who was dressed smartly in a suit, emerged from the car and headed into the villa with brisk footsteps.

It was as if he was afraid that if he walked a little slower, the wife that he was so close to getting would fly away instantly.

It was completely different from the steady and composed aura he usually exuded.

”He's really here… Look at how anxious he looks, is he really the Mo Yongheng I know?” Nian Xiaomu was almost speechless from seeing Mo Yongheng appear.

Only when Mo Yongheng's figure disappeared at the entrance of the villa did she abruptly snap back to her senses and grab onto Yu Yuehan's arm.

”You haven't seen anything wrong. It's the Mo Yongheng you know, but he really needs to look into the mirror right now. That anxious look really makes him look unmanly.” Yu Yuehan was a little dumbfounded and the corner of his lips curled into a devilish smile.

It was obvious that he was an audience watching a show.

Since Mo Yongheng had dared to plot something against him, he ought to have been mentally prepared to receive a return blow as well.

Although they had the same goal, the process of how things went would depend on who was more skilled!

”I've suddenly recalled something…”

Nian Xiaomu widened her huge eyes and raised her innocent-looking face.

”I was just making a wild guess earlier that Mo Yongheng would definitely come over to find Zheng Yan if he had bullied her. So, I intentionally told the butler to tell him that Zheng Yan isn't at home. Worst still, I told him to say that she had packed her bags to go overseas to take her mind away from things and wouldn't be back in the short term. If Mo Yongheng is looking for Zheng Yan now, he definitely won't be able to see her!”

”…”

The corner of Yu Yuehan's lips twitched and he internally lit three candles to mourn for Mo Yongheng. Facing Nian Xiaomu's sparkling eyes, he patted her head encouragingly.

”You did great!”