Xuexue stepped forward, walked up to her, looked into her eyes, and said sharply, "Mo Xiuzhi, are you all right? Which of your eyes saw me laughing and chatting with him? Besides, I just happened to pass by his house, so what madness brought you to mine? And you have the nerve to loudly proclaim that Scholar Mo is your man? Since when did you two get engaged? How come we didn't know about it, aren't you ashamed to spout such shameless words, aren't you afraid of losing face?"
Xuexue's tone was full of mockery.
Mo Xiuzhi became infuriated with embarrassment, having accidentally blurted out her inner thoughts just now.
That's right, she had long considered Mo Shaoxing her man, so what? Their relationship was extraordinary, and it was a matter of time before they married.
"Who is shameless? Who is shameless? Say it again, and see if I don't tear your mouth apart," shouted Mo Xiuzhi furiously at Xuexue.