wealthy daughter-in-law

Unexpectedly, Mo Tieyi actually acquiesced in Yan Xihua's existence.As long as she knows how to measure and doesn't obstruct Mo Jia from marrying Su Ziyin, he will naturally give in.After all, he couldn't push his grandson too hard.

In Mo Jia's room, Yan Xihua lay quietly on the bed for infusion.The door was pushed open suddenly, waking her up.

Su Ziyin stood at the door with a bluish complexion, her eyes fixed on the woman lying on the Moga bed.

Just now I learned from the maid that there was actually a woman in Mo Jia's room, Su Ziyin was so angry that she rushed over directly, and the moment she saw Yan Xihua, her anger grew even stronger.

She considers herself beautiful, and was recognized as a school beauty in school, but Yan Xihua's beauty is not inferior to her!Especially the aura of pity she has, to a man, it is simply a deadly weapon!

Yan Xihua first looked at Su Ziyin curiously, then understood, and smiled slightly, "You are Miss Su, right?"

Su Ziyin narrowed her eyes and walked into the room step by step, "Do you know who I am?"

Yan Xihua nodded, and said lightly, "You are Mo Jia's fiancée."

Su Ziyin sneered, and said straight to the point, "Since you know that Mo Jia and I are getting married, you should be sensible and get out of here!"

The other party didn't speak, but locked her with a pair of ecstatic eyes, and there was a half-smile on his lips, as if he was mocking a clown.

Su Ziyin became angry, walked over impatiently, and stared at her, "Don't you understand what I said? I want you, get out! Otherwise, I will ask Grandpa to tell you in person!"

Mo Tieyi is Su Ziyin's magic weapon in the Mo family. She clearly understands Mo Jia's rejection of this marriage, so she must hold on tightly to Mo Tieyi, the only one who supports her!

Yan Xihua supported the bed with one hand, sat up slowly, raised the arm hanging from the water, without even looking at it, pulled out the needle on it, and blood gushed out immediately, dripping down her fingertips.

She supported the bed and stood up, facing the dazed Su Ziyin, showing a perfect smile, her voice was sweet, and her eyes became sharper and colder, "So what if you are his fiancee? Mo Jia's heart is not with you, except for the young lady of the Mo family." You can't think of anything other than the title."

Su Ziyin was so angry that her chest throbbed, "What about you? Are you a mistress? A mistress? Or the woman who warmed his bed?"

"Hehe," Yan Xihua smiled and raised her eyebrows, "I will get everything from him."

Out of a woman's instinct, she knew that the woman in front of her was no better than Su Huanhuan, she was definitely a difficult character!

Su Ziyin is not stupid, Mo Jia's ability to allow this woman to sleep on his bed is enough to show her weight in his heart!Therefore, she must drive her away just like she did to Su Huanhuan! !

"I'm going to find grandpa!"

Just as she turned to leave, Yan Xihua's casual voice came from behind, "I advise you not to do this."

Su Ziyin smiled smugly, and slowly turned around, "Are you scared?"

"Hehe," Yan Xihua closed her beautiful eyes, but smiled without saying a word.

At this moment, there were footsteps outside the door, and before Su Ziyin could react, she suddenly fell to the ground, her long hair hanging down her cheeks, her breathing seemed rapid.

Su Ziyin stood there suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?"

"Xihua!" A person came in from outside the door, walked over a few steps, and helped Yan Xihua up, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

"Mo Jia..." Yan Xihua shook her head, "I'm fine..."

When he touched the bloody wound on her hand, Mo Jia's eyes tightened, and he turned his head, his cold gaze was on Su Ziyin.

Su Ziyin's face turned pale, and she hurriedly explained, "No...it's not me! She pulled it out herself, and it has nothing to do with me!"