Ruan Xia immediately froze on the spot, the chill rising from the soles of her feet.

She remembered what Yuan Qi said, a wealthy family is a place of intrigue, and the Zhao family is even more treacherous.

She turned to look at Mrs. Zhao. This mistress of the Zhao family who personally invited her here and cooperated throughout the whole process was actually the culprit who harmed Young Master Zhao.

Ruan Xia immediately understood a common saying.

Know people, know faces, but don’t know hearts.

Seeing that the two people were looking at her wrongly, Mrs. Zhao's expression felt a little guilty.

Just then, a voice broke in.

"Dad, Mom, you are both here."

Ruan Xia turned around and saw Mr. Zhao slowly walking over with the help of a servant.

Mr. Zhao quickly stepped forward to greet him.

"How do you feel? Is there anything else uncomfortable?"

Mr. Zhao shook his head repeatedly, "I just don't have any strength and my stomach doesn't hurt anymore."

While the two were talking, Ruan Xia turned around and found that Mrs. Zhao who was standing at the door was missing.

Immediately afterwards, the courtyard was filled with people, and several people escorted Mrs. Zhao in.

"Let me go! You bitches! I am the master of this family!"

The bodyguards didn't take her words seriously at all, and brought her to Mr. Zhao to obey her orders.

Mr. Zhao's expression became even more ugly, his eyes ignited with anger as he stared at the person in front of him.

"You won't be anymore soon!"

As he spoke, he took a stack of documents from the side and threw them directly in front of Mrs. Zhao, turning away from her.

"You know what good things you have done! The Zhao family cannot tolerate you. Take your children abroad. I will be responsible for the food and drink expenses."

Mrs. Zhao opened the top page, and the words "divorce agreement" stood out.

"I don't want a divorce! I have worked hard for the Zhao family for so many years, and now you want to kick me away! No way!"

Mrs. Zhao changed her usual image, and now she screamed like a resentful woman.

"I know you favor the eldest son, I just want to teach him a lesson! What's wrong!"

Ruan Xia thought to herself that this was obviously a waste of money and harmed people's lives, which was too much for excusing herself.

Mr. Zhao on the side took his cell phone and looked at the photo. The veins on his face suddenly popped out, and his legs started to shake.

"I called you Mom, and that's what you did to me! I never thought about fighting for everything in the Zhao family, why would you be so cruel and put me to death!"

Mrs. Zhao collapsed to the ground, trying hard to support the ground with both hands. When she raised her face again, she had an almost crazy smile on her face.

"So what if it's me? You call the police. Tell them that I've been poisoned and see if anyone will believe you. You have no evidence!"

Ruan Xia screamed in her heart that it was terrible. The only evidence she had stuffed into Tianhai's mouth, and it might have been digested by now.

While thinking, Mr. Zhao's people forced Mrs. Zhao to sign the divorce agreement. No matter how hard she struggled, it was useless. Mr. Zhao took the contract and said coldly.

"I originally wanted to send you and your children abroad, but I didn't expect you to be so stubborn and unrepentant. I will send you away now. Don't think about coming back again in this life."

His tone was calm, and every sentence was like a silent trial, breaking down Mrs. Zhao's last line of defense.

"This home is mine too. I'm not going anywhere. I'm just here! I won't leave! If you abandon me like this, you might as well let me die!"

There was no sullenness in Mr. Zhao's eyes, but his voice was frighteningly cold.

"Then go and die, and don't die in my Zhao family."

Then several bodyguards came forward and dragged Mrs. Zhao out. It wasn't until the shrill roar disappeared that Mr. Zhao remembered that Ruan Xia was still there.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh. This is a reward. Please accept it. Also, please thank Mr. Mo on my behalf."

A black card was handed over, and Ruan Xia subconsciously accepted it, but felt something was wrong. It was too late to refuse.

"Send Master Ruan and Secretary Yuan back."

Seeing that the owner had issued an order to expel guests, Ruan Xia did not stay and hurried back to Mo's house with Yuan Qi.

When I arrived at the Mo family villa, I saw a thin figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window as soon as I entered the door.

Today, Mo Tingye wore a black shirt. The buttons above the collar were loose and the sleeves were rolled up twice, revealing smooth lines.

Under the moonlight, the angular face looked particularly deserted, but his eyes were like the turbulent sea under the iceberg, filled with restless waves.

"Why are you here so late?"

When Ruan Xia passed the door, she pretended not to see her, and Mo Tingye took two steps at a time and took her hand.

The wound on Ruan Xia's palm hurt, and he couldn't help but "hiss".

Mo Tingye spread her palm, and the blood at the wound had solidified. It was shocking at first glance, like an ugly reptile dormant.

"Why are you injured again? Do you have to shed some blood every time before you are willing to do it?"

Ruan Xia coldly pulled her hand back and shook it, and the pain in the wound gradually got used to it.

"You don't have to worry about it, it's my business."

As she turned to leave, her other hand was held by Mo Tingye. With great strength, he pulled her straight to the sofa and pushed her down to sit down.

Holding the medical kit to his side, Mo Tingye lowered his eyebrows and his tone rarely softened.

"Sorry, I hurt you just now. It needs to be disinfected and bandaged."

Thinking of the last time when her hand was wrapped into a zongzi after a small scratch, Ruan Xia moved some distance away.

"No need, I can do it myself."

After she retreated a little, Mo Tingye moved closer. Finally, she was forced to have nowhere to retreat, so he had no choice but to stretch out his hand.

Mo Tingye was already very skilled in bandaging. He quickly treated her wounds and tried to tie a perfect knot.

Ruan Xia stared at his hand, suddenly thinking of the hand holding the poison pot in the photo, and a bold idea came to his mind.

"That photo of Mrs. Zhao was taken by you, right?"

Mo Tingye's hand froze.

"You're not too stupid. I gave it to Mr. Zhao."

Ruan Xia turned away and nuzzled, why did this person seem to be omnipotent and always able to provide help at critical moments.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Mo Tingye added, “It's because of my relationship that the other party came to you and brought people here without your consent. It's my fault. If you don't want to help next time, you can just refuse."

Mo Tingye spoke sincerely, and Ruan Xia didn't know what to say for a moment. The anger in his heart subsided a little, and his expression became much better.

"Why don't you reply to my message?"

Mo Tingye lowered his head to pack things and lowered his eyes, but Ruan Xia understood a different meaning.

She felt funny in her heart. Is it that serious to just unbutton a button?

But I felt playful in my heart.

The index finger of her slender hand curled up to lift Mo Tingye's chin, and looked into those cold and bright eyes.

After looking around from top to bottom, his eyes landed on the man's rolled Adam's apple and stayed there for two seconds.

"What, you want to solve it too? Do you want to try it?"

As he spoke, his slender hand stretched out to the man's chest, and the twitching Adam's apple moved violently again, and the man quickly stood up.

"No, I'm just asking."

After saying that, he fled the scene in a hurry. Ruan Xia saw the blush burning from Mo Tingye's neck to the roots of his ears.

He smiled softly and remembered that he still had a card in his hand from Mr. Zhao.

Bind it to the software according to Yuan Qijiao's method, click on the balance, and be so shocked that you can't even close your jaw.

A total of eight million!