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Mo Shan was surprised by his sudden burst of emotions and nearly lost her grip on the tiny bowl in her hands.

That was close…

Huo Yunting always had a thin, careless smile on his face. Why would he suddenly be so furious about something so insignificant?

"What's happening to you, Brother Yunting? I heard that you have been getting drunk at the Golden City every night recently. Your body will not be able to take this for long!"

Mo Shan considered her next move. She had always behaved meekly in front of him. Perhaps he would prefer if she was more assertive.

"Who are you to lecture me? Have you gone mad trying to get married?" Huo Yunting grabbed her arm and began to pull her toward the door. "Get out!"

"You're hurting me, Brother Yunting!"

Mo Shan's face twisted in pain, but the man did not relax his grip on her.

Huo Yunting ignored her plead. The soup in the bowl splashed messily as she was dragged outside the office.