Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio


    She looked up and saw Mo Qingtian’s dazzling limousine. He rushed out of his car and ran over to help An Yunnuan up, taking extra care.


    The Mo Corporation was about to shut down. Yet, President Mo still had the luxury of time to express his love toward this lady? Had all presidents suddenly become fearless?


    “Yunnuan, don’t you try to beg this malicious woman for her forgiveness!”


    What the hell! She was malicious? Quan Jin has never felt so wronged in her entire life!


    “Qingtian, I am fine…I fell on the ground. This has nothing to do with Quan Jin.”


    As An Yunnuan continued to defend her, Mo Qingtian felt even more furious. He glowered at Quan Jin and said, ruthlessly, “Nuan was still interceding for you even when she was hurt! Quan Jin, you and your disgusting methods–do you think that forcing Mo Corporation into such trouble could make me marry you?”


    Quan Jin scowled. Mo Qingtian must have a pea brain.


    “I sincerely just want to destroy the Mo’s.”


    Mo Qingtian was taken aback by Quan Jin’s stern and serious tone. He fixed his eyes on her face, hoping to find any trace of lies.


    There was nothing.


    To think that just the day before, she was willing to trade her heart with An Yunnuan for his hand in marriage. Now she threatened to annihilate the Mo’s!


    Mo Qingtian was unable to accept the fact that he could not charm her–all he could do was convince himself that Quan Jin was playing hard to get. He spoke to her with the same old tone, “Quan Jin, you’re too much! I’ve only loved Nuannuan since the beginning. If you don’t want me to hate you, you’d better get ready for her heart transplant tomorrow, she needs it urgently! Or else, I will make you regret it for life!”


    Getting ready for her heart transplant? How dare he still threaten her with such arrogance?


    Quan Jin crossed her arms and almost laughed out loud.


    “Wow… President Mo, how suave!”


    Quan Jin looked down on him as if he were some sort of peasant.


    “However, you’re nothing more than the dog of an irrelevant family. What can you possibly do to make me regret doing this?”


    Her words were crushing him.