Mr. Satan, let's meet tonight!

"..."

Mother Mu was speechless.

The evidence was right in front of her, and her daughter's domineering and arrogant temperament at home was exposed, which made her feel very ashamed.

Father Mu was the same; for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

The matter of sending clothes to Mu Pianran was interrupted by the surveillance footage, and naturally no one paid any attention to it.

Si Tingye took the wine glass from Shang Xi's hand.

Naturally, he pressed his barely visible red lips to hers and swallowed a small sip of red wine.

He parted his thin lips slightly, his cool voice tinged with a hint of amusement, "Now that you've all seen it, do you all have anything else to say?"

"..."

"As a daughter of a prestigious family, does Miss Mu, who is two-faced, still qualify to be my wife in your eyes?"

“Mr. Si, um…” Mr. Mu even changed his form of address, his tone becoming respectful involuntarily, “Pianran is still young, it’s normal for her to have a bit of a childish temper sometimes, Mr. Si can’t condemn her just because of that.”

"is it?"

"……yes."

"Ah."

A cold laugh sent a chill down the spines of everyone present.

The man put down his wine glass and spoke in a low, indifferent voice, "Shang Xi is only twenty years old this year. Whether she's by my side or outside, she has never acted like this before. So, is the young Miss Mu that Chairman Mu mentioned... fake in age?"

Mr. Mu's smile froze, and he couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. "This..."

Shang Xi finally realized that the man had drunk the wine from her glass.

She looked at the dazed Mrs. Mu and smiled, "Mrs. Mu, actually you've made a slight mistake."

"What...did I...say wrong?"

"It's nothing major. It's just that the dress Miss Mu is wearing today is a gift from Mr. Si. It's one of a kind in the whole world."

Upon hearing this, Mu Sichen, who had remained silent for a long time, asked with a half-smile, "What? Does Miss Shang mean... that Pianran should compensate you?"

"That's not necessary." Shang Xi glanced at him indifferently and then looked away. "Consider that dress my gift to Miss Mu. However... to be honest, Miss Mu should lose weight. If she makes any big movements and tears her clothes in front of outsiders, it will be a disgrace to your Mu family."

Mu Sichen sneered.

He looked up at the man opposite him, a cold glint in his eyes. "Tingye, it seems your lover has been spoiled rotten. How dare she say such things?"

Si Tingye said calmly, "Is what she said wrong?"

"..."

"I gave you advice before, that you need not invite me to such occasions in the future, and you should take care of yourselves."

After saying that, he took Shang Xi's hand and walked out of the smoky restaurant.

A large group of people left in a grand procession.

Even as she sat in the car on her way back to the manor, Shang Xi remained somewhat dazed.

Is this a declaration of war tonight?

It's not just about the Mu family, but more importantly, it's about the old Mr. Si behind the scenes.

The next morning.

What woke Shang Xi was not the warm sunlight, nor the maids' calls, but the incessant ringing of the telephone.

She scratched her head, looking like she hadn't slept enough, and opened the bedroom door.

Strangely, the phone was lying on the ground outside her door.

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