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Chapter 32 Impulse is the Devil

The more Mo Wanxi thought about it, the angrier she became, and her body was trembling slightly with anger.

He Yucheng sat next to her with his legs crossed. When he saw Mo Wanxi's appearance, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, "What are you going to do now?"

"I don't know!" Mo Wanxi reached out and covered her face with despair and anger.

"I don't know? You just watched all this happen without taking any action? Are you willing?" He Yucheng seemed to be adding fuel to the fire.

Of course, Mo Wanxi was not willing to give in. She was burning with raging anger in her chest, and she wanted to rush back to the Mo family villa immediately to beat the mistress mother and daughter out.

But she also knows that nothing can be changed by force. Meng Weiwei and her daughter have calculated that she will never change overnight.

They worked step by step and must have gone through a long preparation from gaining her trust to now.

They came prepared, so she lost completely.

Therefore, if she attacks rashly, she will not achieve much results. Instead, she will be forced into a panic by them just like before.

So now she must calm down, think carefully, and find a way, a sure-fire way.

She must find the lifeline of Meng Weiwei and her daughter, and when the time comes, she will strike hard to make them fall short.

Mo Wanxi slowly calmed down after thinking this. Seeing that her face became calmer and her hands slowly let go, He Yucheng narrowed his eyes.

He thought this stupid woman would yell, get angry, and be as mindless and impulsive as before.

I didn't expect that she would calm down. Well, impulse is the devil, it can make people look hateful, lose their minds and do some unbelievable things.

Now that Mo Wanxi can calm down under this impact, it shows that she is not as stupid as she thought.

He Yucheng was looking forward to the little woman's thoughtful counterattack.

Mojia Villa,

Meng Weiwei and Meng Lijuan finally entered here with their luggage.

Meng Weiwei and Mo Wanxi had been here countless times when they were on good terms, and were already used to the luxurious decorations in the villa, but this was Meng Lijuan's first time here.

She stood in the living room and looked around, her eyes full of greed.

Aunt Li, the nanny, had already received instructions from Mo Zhendong. She helped Meng Lijuan carry her luggage upstairs with a smile on her face, and asked Meng Lijuan diligently what she wanted to eat for lunch.

Meng Lijuan doesn't care what she eats now. She is full of excitement now. Now she has finally become the legitimate hostess of this villa.

Not only did she have a share in the villa, Mo Zhendong's company also had a share in it for herself and her daughter.

Don't get too excited thinking about so much property.

After dealing with Aunt Li, the mother and daughter closed the door and looked at each other with a smile.

"Mom, please pinch me. Have we really moved in? Are you dreaming?" Meng Weiwei winked mischievously at Meng Lijuan.

"Of course not! We succeeded, we finally moved in! All these years of enduring humiliation and hardship were not in vain!" Meng Lijuan smiled happily.

"Everything about Mu Nianxue will become mine, and everything about Mo Wanxi will become yours. I really can't wait to experience the life of a wealthy lady!"

When talking about the life of a wealthy lady, mother and daughter invariably thought of the expensive jewelry and customized bags owned by Mo Wanxi and her daughter.

"Let's first look for where Mu Nianxue's jewelry is. I remember when I was hiding outside with you, I often saw Mu Nianxue attending banquets with your father. The jewelry she wore was very expensive and exquisite."

As the mother and daughter talked, they searched around the room. The drawers were empty, and there were only clothes hanging in the closet. There was no trace of Mu Nianxue's jewelry.

"Could it be that she was handed over to Mo Wanxi after her death?" Meng Lijuan guessed.

"That's how it should be. I went to Mo Wanxi's room to look for it. That little bitch's room is big and beautiful. Now I can justifiably move in."

Meng Weiwei said and went straight to Mo Wanxi's room, opened the door, and looked around the room greedily.


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