A fashion queen

As soon as Mo Yunting stepped into the living room, he saw Cui Xueying's furious face, and his heart sank. He knew that Bai Tingting's plot had succeeded.

"Xueying, don't listen to her nonsense..." Mo Yunting wanted to explain eagerly.

However, Cui Xueying interrupted him directly: "Yun Ting, how could you do this?" Her eyes were full of disappointment and heartache.

Mo Yunting felt as if he had been punched hard. He could not refute and could only glare at Bai Tingting fiercely, with anger burning in his eyes. If looks could kill, Bai Tingting would have been dead long ago.

"Get out of here right now!" Mo Yunting pointed at the door and yelled at Bai Tingting.

Bai Tingting smiled smugly, then turned and left, leaving Mo Yunting and Cui Xueying in the living room.

Mo Yunting took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner anger, then looked at Cui Xueying again and said seriously: "Xueying, all this is a lie she made up. I have never bullied her... Please believe me." His eyes were firm and sincere, hoping to gain Cui Xueying's trust.

"The facts are already laid out before me, how can I not believe it?" Cui Xueying loudly questioned the man in front of her, her voice filled with obvious anger and disappointment. Just now, she witnessed that scene with her own eyes, and she had originally thought that Bai Tingting's words to her today were just to sow discord, but now what was going on...

"Xueying, I love you. You have to believe me. I can't possibly be interested in any woman other than you." Mo Yunting was eager to explain, his eyes filled with anxiety and pain. He tried to reach out and hug the still trembling body, hoping to give her some comfort.

However, Cui Xueying quickly avoided his touch, her eyes flashing with anger, and she said in a cold tone: "Huh, I believe you?"

Mo Yunting felt a pang of pain in his heart as he watched her reaction. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He then took out his phone, opened the video he had prepared in advance, and put it in front of Cui Xueying for her to watch.

Cui Xueying looked at Mo Yunting with a puzzled expression and reached out to take the phone. When she saw the intimate scene of Bai Tingting and another man on the screen, her eyes widened in surprise.

"This..." Cui Xueying was so surprised that she was speechless.

A hint of a sneer appeared on Mo Yunting's lips: "Fortunately, I was alert enough today, otherwise I would have really fallen into her trap."

Cui Xueying's expression gradually returned to calm. She stared at Mo Yunting with a hint of guilt in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Yun Ting, I wronged you. But who is that man? Why is he with Bai Tingting?" Cui Xueying asked in confusion.

Mo Yunting breathed a sigh of relief. He gently embraced Cui Xueying in his arms, his eyes gleaming with determination. "This is called giving someone a taste of their own medicine. Since she wants to frame me like this, I won't let her off easily. I'm going to make her feel the pain of being ruined and unable to recover!"

Hearing this, Cui Xueying's heart trembled. She had never imagined that the man who usually cared for her could be so decisive and ruthless in his handling of matters. But at the same time, she also understood that if it weren't for Mo Yunting's quick response, they would probably be in trouble now. Thinking of this, Cui Xueying further strengthened her trust in Mo Yunting.

"Xueying, do you think my method is too extreme?" Mo Yunting was worried that his actions would scare the woman in his arms, so he asked softly. His voice was gentle, like a soft feather, gently brushing against Cui Xueying's ear.

"Yes, a little. After all, Bai Tingting has always admired you. What's the difference between what you did and killing her? But you are my man, I will support you unconditionally. Like you said, this is all her own fault, and she can't blame anyone else. Besides, didn't you specially find someone to help her solve her physiological problems?" Cui Xueying spoke softer and softer, shyly snuggling into his arms, hugging him tightly to prevent him from seeing her blushing face. Her voice was like a gurgling stream, flowing softly in Mo Yunting's ears, making people feel extremely comfortable.