The night before their wedding, her fiancé ran off with his mistress. Out of frustration, she grabbed the man standing in front of the Civil Affairs Office, "President Mo, your bride has not arrived and my groom has run away...May I suggest we get married?" Before marriage, she said, "Even if we were to share the same bed, nothing would happen between us!" After marriage, he said, "If we don't try, how would we know?"
Hua Wenfeng froze in place, no longer opposing Mo Ting.
She knew, at this moment, no matter what she was to say, it would only make Mo Ting and Tangning hate her even more.
So, after glaring into Mo Ting's eyes, Hua Wenfeng admitted defeat. Holding in her anger, she turned and retreated to her bedroom.
"There are a lot of questions I have about mom," Tangning said as she slightly turned to look at Mo Ting. "Logically speaking, she is from the Bei Family, so why isn't her surname Bei? And, why does she hate actors so much?"
"If she hates actors so much, then how does she tolerate Bei Chendong, grandfather and the entire Hai Rui?"
Faced with Tangning's question, Mo Ting lowered his head and gently brushed the back of Tangning's hand, "I should have addressed these questions earlier, but there are some things that I haven't even clarified for myself yet. So, give me some time."