Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

Jiang Mo frowned, "How could your novel be plagiarized by people from H country?"

This is also what Yan Wanqing can't understand. She has never had contact with people from country H, and she doesn't remember offending people from country H.

"I discussed with Editor-in-Chief Su and hoped that the writer would confront me face to face, otherwise I would collect evidence and sue her for plagiarism and defamation."

Jiang Mo knew that Yan Wanqing was someone who would not commit plagiarism.

He believed in the little girl.

Jiang Mo said: "I've also been looking for people from H country these days. If possible, I'll take you there personally."

Yan Wanqing pondered for a moment and said, "Wait for news from Editor-in-Chief Su first, if she refuses to come to Haishi, I'll go to country H."

If it was a sea city or an area she was familiar with, Yan Wanqing would still be able to take the initiative to attack, but country H was a complete stranger, a place she had never been in contact with.

"Row."

That's the only way to do it now.

Jiang Mo bought some soy milk fritters and steamed stuffed buns and went back. His sharp eyes noticed a sneaky person wandering in front of the stewed meat shop.

Jiang Mo frowned.

Yan Wanqing felt that the person hovering at the door was very familiar.

An image of a person appeared faintly in her mind.

"Jiang Mo, is she your mother?"

"What are you doing here?"

Jiang Mo's deep and cold voice sounded behind the woman, she was startled, and quickly turned around to reveal her face.

If it wasn't Xie Yueqin, who else would it be?

Yan Wanqing called out lightly, "Auntie."

Xie Yueqin glared at Yan Wanqing, "Who is your aunt, don't yell."

Yan Wanqing pulled her lips, she was in a bad mood and didn't want to maintain Xie Yueqin's relationship.

Jiang Mo said displeasedly, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm worried that you didn't come home last night."

When she saw Jiang Mo coming out of here in the morning, she wanted to stay at the door and wait to see if there were any other women coming out.

After waiting for such a long time, she didn't see any other women coming out, but she saw Jiang Mo and Yan Wanqing holding hands and holding soy milk and fried dough sticks.

This natural and intimate look like a married couple stimulated Xie Yueqin,
"Are you two already living together?"

Jiang Mo often doesn't go home for half a month or ten days, and even if he does, he stays for a while and leaves.

Xie Yueqin had long suspected that he was tricky.

Now it seems that it really is.

Jiang Mo didn't care about his reputation, but he couldn't allow Xie Yueqin to discredit Yan Wanqing.

Jiang Mo said in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Why am I talking nonsense?"

Xie Yueqin looked at Yan Wanqing coldly, put her hands on her hips, and sneered like a shrew, "I originally thought you were so young, and the most you could do was to seduce my son, but I didn't expect your ambition to be so big."

Yan Wanqing's eyes suddenly turned cold.

She looked at Xie Yueqin's eyes no longer soft and introverted, but with oppressive air, "Auntie, I respectfully call you auntie because of Jiang Mo's relationship, but this does not mean that you can use such insulting words words to slander me."

She respects Xie Yueqin because she is Jiang Mo's mother.

Even if she doesn't like her and treats her coldly, she is willing to bear with it.

But that doesn't mean she can be bullied by Xie Yueqin at will.

Xie Yueqin was oppressed by Yan Wanqing's piercing eyes and subconsciously developed a feeling of fear.

But soon, she straightened her neck and said loudly, "Whether I'm slandering you or telling the truth, you know for sure."

Jiang Mo's hands hanging on both sides of his body were clenched into fists. His tall and straight body blocked Yan Wanqing behind him, giving her an absolute protective posture.

If it wasn't for worrying about the trace of blood relationship flowing in his body, Jiang Mo would have been rude to Xie Yueqin long ago.

Jiang Mo's voice was so cold that it could pierce the bone marrow like a cold wind, "I'll ask you again, are you going or not?"

Xie Yueqin was afraid of Jiang Mo, her voice gradually became quieter, "What if I leave, so what if I don't?"

"If you leave, let's go home and talk about it slowly. If you don't leave, I will treat you like a stranger."

Jiang Mo's eyes were so cold that there was no warmth, and his voice was cold, "You should know how I treat strangers' wrists, right?"

Of course Xie Yueqin knew Jiang Mo's merciless treatment of strangers, which made people fearful.

Her son is very indifferent to family affection. Since he can say it, he will definitely do it.

Xie Yueqin couldn't help but soften her tone, "Xiao Mo, mom is doing it for your own good. You are young now and don't have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. You..."

Yan Wanqing who was standing behind Jiang Mo wanted to laugh, Jiang Mo didn't have the ability to distinguish right from wrong?
If he didn't have the ability to distinguish right from wrong, he wouldn't have developed his career to where it is today.

On the other hand, Xie Yueqin, always in the name of love, did all kinds of things that made people unappetizing.

Jiang Mo frowned, not wanting to hear Xie Yueqin's dying struggle, "Are you going or not?"

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving now."

Xie Yueqin turned around, and she showed a sullen expression where Jiang Mo and Yan Wanqing could not see.

Because of Yan Wanqing, the rigid relationship between her and Jiang Mo became more and more rigid.

He could even abandon her as a mother for Yan Wanqing.

……

Jiang Mo turned to look at Yan Wanqing.

Yan Wanqing's pretty little face looked at Jiang Mo expressionlessly, "Don't say anything now, and don't explain to me, I want to be quiet for a while to let my brain empty."

Jiang Mo knew that Xie Yueqin had hurt Yan Wanqing's heart, and he wanted to comfort her, but she kept everyone out and made him feel powerless.

After a long time...

Jiang Mo: "OK."

"Thank you."

Thank you Jiang Mo for giving her room to think.

The two went back one after the other, and Gao Xincheng obviously noticed that the emotional state of the two was not right.

He followed Jiang Mo into the kitchen, and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Mo, are you and Wan Qing having trouble?"

"No."

Gao Xincheng asked, "Then why does Wanqing look so tired?"

Jiang Mo looked at Yan Wanqing who was sitting in the courtyard absent-mindedly, a look of pain and distress flashed in his eyes, "Too many things happened to Wanqing."

Gao Xincheng asked with concern: "What happened?"

Jiang Mo looked at Gao Xincheng's eyes that didn't seem to be fake, and told him a little bit about Yan Wanqing's novel.

"Uncle Gao, you know about this now, but don't mention it in front of Wanqing."

He told Gao Xincheng that he had no other intentions, but he didn't want him to learn from others, and then questioned Wanqing, which made things worse.

"Don't worry, I'll act as if nothing happened."

Recently, he tried not to add trouble to Yan Wanqing.

Jiang Mo didn't tell Gao Xincheng what his mother said to Wanqing outside.

Perhaps it was out of his own selfishness, he was afraid that the people around Yan Wanqing would isolate him from Wanqing because of Xie Yueqin's relationship.