Reborn to inherit a 100 billion fortune, the real daughter is crazy

Gina quickly realized who Mo Li was talking to on the phone, and her face changed instantly.

"You—" She screamed, no longer able to maintain her previous superior demeanor: "You sinister and vicious East Asian woman, you actually dared to secretly call him!"

Mo Li smiled kindly: "Look at you, how could you misunderstand me again? I didn't call anyone, it was Mr. Chi you mentioned who called me. To be honest, it's sometimes troublesome when a fiancé is too clingy. I was just separated from him for a few minutes, and he couldn't wait to contact me."

Who doesn't know how to talk about gossip? Regardless of whether what the woman just said was true or false, she decided to piss her off to death first.

"How about Sister Gina, as a senior, teach me how to deal with him? But I'm different from you. I can't bear to break up with such a good fiancé."

Sure enough, although Gina was nearly ten years older than her, she was far from her match when it came to irritating people.

It was the first time that Mo Li saw a white man so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick. It seemed that he had difficulty breathing.

To be honest, it's quite fresh.

Gina was not only very angry, she was also furious because Mo Li secretly called Chi Cunxu without her knowledge, and she was also worried about how to make things right when Chi Cunxu came.

She had come to the fashion show happily, but this had already given her a heart attack. If she angered Chi Cunxu again, she would rather die.

Gina became furious when she thought that the reason why she had to face all this was because of the East Asian woman in front of her.

So she couldn't help it, she pulled the corners of her eyes upwards with her fingers, squinted her eyes, and made a discriminatory gesture against Asians: "Chink."

"Ah."

Mo Li sneered, raised his phone and took a picture of the damn racist's face.

Hearing the camera click, Gina, who was squinting with fear, quickly let go of her hand and said in shock: "What are you doing!"

She just felt really angry, how could these East Asians be so insidious and cunning? So she wanted to use this most despicable racial discrimination to anger her and express her dissatisfaction.

In addition to Mo Li, there are many other Asians present today.

Before making this gesture, she clearly paid attention to her surroundings. Everyone else was busy preparing for the fashion show.

There is no surveillance in the background, so no one should see it except Mo Li.

I didn't expect Mo Li's reaction to be so quick. In less than a second, she captured the scene of her squinting eyes gesture.

Racial discrimination is a very sensitive topic abroad. If Mo Li spreads this photo, she will be nailed to the racist pillar of shame and her reputation will be completely ruined.

Gina's defense was broken once again, and she broke out in a cold sweat.

Mo Li waved the photo on his phone at her and raised his eyebrows, "It seems that Sister Gina wants to be famous too much. How about I help you?"

"You dare!" Gina was furious. She screamed and rushed towards her, trying to grab her phone.

Then, Mo Li took the opportunity to punch her in the face.

She looked thin and weak, but she beat people really hard. Gina staggered and covered her burning face, obviously stunned by the beating.

Hearing the noise here, the attention of the people around was once again attracted.

Not only did she not get the phone, she was also punched. Gina was not willing to be outdone, and just as she was about to fight back, she saw a tall figure walking quickly behind Mo Li.

Gina could still recognize this figure after all these years. Her eyes suddenly lit up and she immediately lost the thought of fighting back. She pretended to be extremely aggrieved:

"You...you rude woman! How could you hit me? This is really too much of a bully!"

It was the first time that Mo Li realized that foreigners also spoke in a pinch.

Seeing her dead look, she knew who was coming.

"Don't try to blackmail me. You were the one who rushed towards me first. I was just defending myself—" Mo Li clapped his hands calmly, as if he had touched something dirty, and looked at her fiercely:

"Besides, what's wrong with hitting you? You keep discriminating against Asians. Is it because this is the only way to give you a little sense of superiority?"

There were people of all races present, and when they heard Gina making racial discrimination in front of Mo Li, they all looked at her in astonishment.

Gina instinctively denied it hastily: "You're talking nonsense! I didn't!"

Mo Li raised his fist at her and sneered, "Whether it is true or not, the photo will tell you."

Then he turned around and gave Chi Cunxu who was standing behind him a fake smile: "——Are you right, old man?"

Chi Cunxu couldn't help laughing as he watched her calling him husband with gritted teeth.

He reached out and smoothed her frizzy hair: "What you said is all right, but why did you hit someone?"

Mo Li glared at him with resentment: "How dare you take sides?"

Gina, who was standing by, saw him and immediately covered her face, pretending to be aggrieved and innocent: "Mr. Chi, your fiancée is too rude. Not only did she want to drive my brand out of the show, but she also hit me when she didn't agree with me..."

Although the people around were still busy with their work, they all glanced over here vaguely and ate the melon cautiously.

After all, one is his girlfriend from college and the other is his current fiancée, and everyone wants to see how Chi Cunxu will handle it.

Gina seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw.

She knew very well that Chi Cunxu didn't even need to stand on the side to help her. As today's host, he only needed to say a few nice words to resolve the conflict between her and Mo Li, and then all the problems would be solved.

Even if Mo Li openly took the lead in boycotting her brand, what would it matter? With Chi Cunxu around, no one would dare to look down on her and her Piatek.

I heard that he and his fiancée have only known each other for more than a year, and she has known him since she was 20 years old. How can this East Asian woman compare to their friendship over all these years?

As a result, Chi Cunxu's eyes never even fell on her from beginning to end.

He just looked at his fiancée, who was like a little lion, with a smile in his eyes, and his tone was full of unconcealed doting:

"Of course I will take sides, and I will only side with you."

"That's more like it—" Mo Li turned his face away and muttered coldly.

She had already thought it through. If Chi Cunxu dared to say a word in favor of this foreign woman, she would beat them both together.

After his wife had been coaxed to a certain extent, he finally looked at the woman in front of him who didn't know how to live or die, his eyes were filled with a frightening sharpness:

"I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself. There's no need to do anything like beating someone up."