Faced with Yang Muchen's threats, Shen Mengxin didn't take it seriously and smiled coldly: "Yang Muchen, just admit it, as long as your brother exists, you can only serve as a foil to how brilliant and powerful he is. A dazzling and eye-catching pitiful and humble shadow. Growing up, no one would pay attention to you, because you are not as good as your brother in every way. Not only are you not as good at studying as him, your ability is not as strong as his, even your appearance is not as good as his, so you have tried your best to chase Mu. Wanqing, but she only has your brother in her eyes. Waste is waste. No matter how hard you struggle, no matter how good you are both internally and externally, you are still not as good as your brother, do you understand?!"
When Yang Muchen heard Shen Mengxin's naked humiliation, he felt a surge of anger suddenly rising from his chest to the top of his head.
He glared viciously at the extremely proud woman, and in the end, he just gave a bloodthirsty smile and strode away without saying a word.
With a "bang" sound, the door of the villa was slammed hard.
Shen Mengxin stood up, smoothed her messy hair, and then stared at the door with ridicule and contempt.
He dares to threaten her without looking at how much he weighs. How qualified is he?
Of course, the reason why Shen Mengxin is so arrogant is because: firstly, she is very clear that she has no leverage in the hands of Yang Muchen; secondly, she deeply believes that Muchen will not be so stupid as to expose herself in order to bring her down; The last point, of course...the thorn in Mu Wanqing's side was completely removed. She no longer had any worries to worry about, or she had to rely on Mu Chen.
Sneaking back to the bedroom through the side door of Muyuan, Shen Mengxin planned to take a hot bath, drink a glass of red wine, and then have a good sleep.
After all, I am indeed very tired today.
However, as he turned on a dim wall lamp, hummed a pleasant tune, and walked to the bathroom while taking off his clothes, an extremely cold and gloomy male voice suddenly sounded in the room: "You seem to be in a good mood, you need me to give you something." To add to the fun, would you like to add some side dishes to make you more happy?!"
Shen Mengxin was suddenly startled, stunned for a moment, and then turned around eagerly.
She quickly turned around and saw at a glance: Yang Mufan was sitting on the sofa in the corner, glaring at her with a sinister look on his face.
There was a sharp heartbeat in my chest.
In just three seconds, Shen Mengxin's mental activity was frighteningly active. She had been speculating on Yang Mufan's purpose of staying in her room so late.
It was obvious that Yang Mufan's words were sarcastic and did not really help her.
Secretly guessing that Yang Muchen's movements could not be so fast, she felt relieved.
Trying her best to put on a bright smile, she apologized and whispered: "It's so late, why haven't you rested yet?! There was a dinner party at the company today, and I got a little carried away. Mu Fan is sorry, I will never come back so late again in the future. Already."
Yang Mufan crossed his straight and slender legs and sat motionless on the sofa, staring blankly at the woman standing in the center of the room.
As for Shen Mengxin, she felt uneasy being stared at by Yang Mufan's sharp gaze that could pierce a person alive.
When she was helpless and didn't know how to die, Yang Mufan suddenly made a move.
He threw the tablet computer and a video tape in his hand on the floor in front of her, and ordered in a cold voice: "Appreciate it carefully to see if it is your own masterpiece."
Shen Mengxin was very suspicious and didn't understand Yang Mufan's intention until she clicked on the screen on the tablet and saw the content clearly. Her beautiful eyes widened sharply to the maximum point after point...
