Evil Emperor steals relatives: cold special concubine

Chapter 22

The Jun family, as the first family in Shengjing, has been passed down for hundreds of years. The family has a huge power and countless backgrounds.

Being in the Jun's house, it feels like a royal palace, majestic and imposing.

Jun Mochu sat in the main hall, surrounded by indifferent faces.

The branch of Jun Mochu is too unfamiliar to the entire Jun family. If it is not because of Jun Motian this time, they will almost forget that Sunset City still has the Jun family.

But what if you know now?

How could they be so weak as a member of their first family?

As members of the Jun family, the weakest are the ones who look down on them the most.

In their eyes, Jun Mochu is just a person remembered because of their parents, it doesn't matter.

How could Jun Mochu not understand their thoughts?

The third and fourth uncles were taught a lesson in Sunset City that day, but she could guess how the so-called third and fourth uncles would spread the word everywhere that she was beaten up by a junior without any power to fight back.

If they don't tell, then no one else will know what happened in Sunset City.

Right now, these people don't know their own strength, so it's understandable for them to treat her as a waste.

Jun Mo didn't pay attention to them at first, entered the hall, walked to the nearest chair, and was about to sit down.

"Miss Mochu!" The middle-aged man who led the way sneered coldly, "The Jun family has the rules of the Jun family, please stand there and wait for the head of the family to meet you."

The head of the family sat down before he arrived, so unruly, he thought to himself, well, what kind of world can a person from the waste branch have seen, but they are just clowns who don't know etiquette.

Jun Mo first glanced at the location he was pointing at, under the main hall, that is where the servants meet the master.

A smile slowly formed on the corner of her mouth, but her eyes were cold and indifferent.

"Interview?"

She sat down straight, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone, "May I ask if the Patriarch of the Jun family is the emperor or the queen mother, and if I see a younger generation in the clan, I still have to wait for an interview?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face changed, "Jun Mochu, this is not Sunset City, and you are not worthy of being part of our Jun family!"

"Of course, I don't want to be your Jun's family." Jun Mochu asked coldly: "Then, whoever comes is a guest, and the head of your Jun's family invited me to come, not even a cup of tea, not even a seat. Is this how your family treats guests?"

The middle-aged man's tone froze, but he couldn't find a word to answer.

In Shengjing, who doesn't want to have a relationship with the Jun family?

He looked at Jun Mochu's beautiful, but not very outstanding face, only those bright black eyes exuded a cold light, like a leopard ready to bite at any time, showing power without anger.

His face sank slowly.

"Jun Mochu, don't be too arrogant, if you want to be arrogant, you have to weigh how much you have!"