I'm the pet of a wealthy family

The more Su Anxin spoke, the more angry she became, "Do you know what consequences you will bring to Shao Mo?"

"I don't know. I don't need to know." Gong Su said arrogantly, his face was tense, "Does your life and death have anything to do with it?"

Su Anxin was suffocated with anger, and it took a long time before she regained the ability to speak, but she only said four words, "Cold-blooded animal."

It's the perfect word for him!
She turned her face away hard, not wanting to talk to the domineering and cold-blooded man anymore.

Perhaps in his eyes, except for the people of the Gong family, the others are all ants, so there is no need to consider their feelings at all, right?

In fact, he doesn't have to think about it, because he stands at the top of the pyramid...

"Are you crying?" Zuo Ka approached Su Anxin suspiciously.

Just then a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

Zuo Ka caught it, warm tears stayed on his fingertips, the woman's stubborn side face was crystal clear like teardrops under the sun...

"No." Su Anxin turned her face away, and reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

It was so embarrassing that I was so wronged that I cried.

But once again confirming his position in Gong Su's heart, is it necessary to cry?

Isn't this what I expected when I entered the palace, why cry!
She pushed Zuoka's face away forcefully, "You sit still, why are you always turning around!"

With this push, Zuo Ka staggered without any effort, and fell down on the passenger seat.

Su Anxin blinked, and sat closer to the car door.

Along the way, she focused her eyes on the street scenes on both sides of the window...

Mo's old house.

Mr. Mo walked into the villa with Uncle Fu's support, and when he turned his head, his brows frowned, "Why is Cang'er looking so lost?"

"It was reported that Miss Su hurt me." Uncle Fu briefly talked about the meeting between Shao Mo and Su Anxin just now.

Mr. Mo let out a deep breath, "That woman is quite sensible."

"Isn't it?" Uncle Fu supported Mr. Mo to sit on the sofa, "It's just that, master, your plan will not go ahead."

"Who said that?" Mr. Mo picked up his teacup, took a sip slowly, and chuckled schemingly, "At first I was worried about how to persuade that woman to cooperate with me in this play, but now it's all right, that woman took the initiative to do it. Just wait and see, within half an hour, Cang'er will definitely come to me."

"dad."

Before Mr. Mo could finish speaking, Young Master Mo's soft call came from outside the door.

Mo Shao's whole body was like an eggplant beaten by frost, and he walked up to Mr. Mo with a slumped head, "Am I really weak?"

Although he doesn't think that he is famous and invincible like other male artists, he has never been scolded for incompetence by a woman, especially the woman he likes.

His self-esteem was hit by ten thousand points, and he completely lost his fighting spirit.

"Otherwise?" Mr. Mo gave his beloved son an angry look, "In this world, only those who have money and power are truly powerful."

"Don't be an artist, can't you become stronger?"

"A random rumor can make you extinct from the entertainment industry. I really don't see any strengths." Mr. Mo sneered disdainfully, "This is only on the premise that you have me, an old man, and Mrs. Mo as your backing Come on, if you wait until I return to the West, you will really taste what it means to be powerless."

"However, acting is the career you like. Even if I know that you chose the wrong path, I can't do anything about it." Mr. Mo shook his head, with a helpless expression on his face, "The only thing I can do is to tell you not to touch people who are not Someone to touch."