Mr. Mo took a deep breath and suppressed the inexplicable fear. He raised his eyes, his gaze fell deeply on Su Luo, and said softly: "Miss Su Si, please stop making excuses. It's useless."
"So, does that mean you admit that you have seen me with your own eyes?" Su Luo smiled lightly and stared at him for a moment.
"Why should Miss Su Si continue to humiliate herself? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes that day, how could I dare to testify against you?" Mr. Mo looked heartbroken.
Su Luo suddenly smiled, her smile was like a flash of epiphyllum, so beautiful that it couldn't be compared to anything else.
"So, was the me you said that day wearing a cloak, or was my true appearance like this?" Su Luo asked him with a half-smile.
She has never done it before, so of course she is not afraid of confrontation.
The deeper you ask, the more flaws the other party will reveal.
Because the evidence produced is not true after all and cannot withstand scrutiny. This is one of the reasons why she has always been so confident in the public eye.
Wearing a cloak or his true face? Mr. Mo hesitated, but this detail was not discussed.
Mr. Mo glanced secretly at Aunt Zhao. Aunt Zhao was standing behind Mrs. Su. She had a calm expression on her face, but she nodded slightly, almost invisible.
After receiving the reminder, Mr. Mo made a righteous expression: "Miss Su Si came directly that day without any cover-up, but I asked the villain not to spread this matter."
"Okay, just think that I, Su Luo, am as stupid as a pig, do bad things without knowing how to hide my face, and carelessly sign my name. Now let me ask you, when I saw you that day, was the fragrance of jasmine or peony on my body?"
Su Luo smiled faintly.
However, her clear black and white eyes stared deeply at Mr. Mo. Her eyes seemed calm, but they were so powerful that people dared not look directly at him.
Jasmine or peony?
Mr. Mo really remembered that the girl who came that day had a vague fragrance of jasmine, and the smell lingered for a long time, so he was deeply impressed.
But, what should I answer now? Do peonies smell good?
Mr. Mo inadvertently raised his eyes and looked into Su Luo's sarcastic eyes, which made him unable to react.
Although he was a mercenary union manager who had seen the world, for some reason, in front of Su Luo, he would unconsciously exude an unprecedented panic and fear.
It's obvious that this girl is just a loser, but why is it difficult for him to answer every sentence, and he almost reveals his secret?
Mr. Mo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and didn't know how to answer.
At this time, Su Xi was furious, glared at Su Luo, and added: "Fourth sister is so funny, just you, can you afford to buy rouge pollen? What kind of fragrance are you wearing? It's really ridiculous!"
These words just reminded Mr. Mo, and a stiff smile emerged from the corner of his mouth: "I'm afraid it's hard for me to answer this question from Miss Su Si, because it's been so many days and I really can't remember it.
Did Miss Fourth put on any powder that day?"
Mr. Mo reacted quickly and did not fall into his first trap.
However, if he can escape the first problem, it depends on how he avoids the second problem.
Su Luo glanced at Su Xi casually, and then turned her gaze to Mr. Mo's old face dripping with cold sweat.
"Fifth sister is right. How can I, a concubine who can't even afford perfume, have gold coins to go to the mercenary union to issue missions? Oh, by the way, Mr. Mo, that mission cost a lot of gold coins, right?" Su
Luo's expression was calm and calm, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.