After stating this, Mo Xicheng strode away.
Yao Lili was so livid that she sat on the bed, heaving.
Right now, apart from the anger, she was feeling an odd dread.
She wondered if he had found out he was the rightful Young Master Mo and son of Li Shu, and had realized this was the reason why there had always been a gap in their relationship.
Because every time Mo Xicheng stared at her with those eyes, she felt that it was Li Shu staring at her.
She hated Li Shu to the core.
Because Dad Mo, Mo Hai, only had eyes for Li Shu. But she herself was just a mistake he had made when they got drunk one night. And on top of that, they had only ever been intimate that one time. She liked Mo Hai and had spent all her youth on him, in hope that she would win his attention.
But day after day, year after year, Mo Hai's attention had never been hers.
Now her heart was gradually growing cold.