Mo'er, Xuanji Might Be at the Miao Tribe
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Huo Yanmei's face was ashen. She felt she had been betrayed and abandoned by her kin.
"Huo Yanmei, this third kneel is what you owe the child in Mo'er's stomach. This was an innocent little life and also your biological grandchild, but you killed it ruthlessly. This third kneel is for the child!"
With that, the bodyguards in black came over to press on Huo Yanmei's head.
"I'm not going to kneel! Why should I kneel? Don't touch me, no… Ah!"
Huo Yanmei was pressed down and her head hit the floor again.
Jun Mosheng waved his hand and the two bodyguards stepped back. He glanced down at Huo Yanmei, who was on the carpet, and smiled. "Huo Yanmei, I won't do anything to you today, but one day, someone will look for you. When that time comes, it will be the end of you."
With that, Jun Mosheng draped a black cashmere coat over Tang Mo'er's smooth shoulders. "Mo'er, do you want to leave with Uncle Jun, or stay with President Gu?"