"Young Master Mo!"
Ye Wei'er's voice trembled as she lowered her head.
"Young Master Mo, Wei'er has been in the Mo family for so long and truly loves this family. Now that you're saying you want to kick me out, Wei'er feels very wronged..."
"Whether or not you feel wronged is your business. Even if you die from grievance, it has nothing to do with me. If I say you need to leave, then you leave cleanly and immediately. Don't make me repeat myself."
"..."
Mo Chuxi's cold and merciless words stunned Ye Wei'er once again!
Truly!
This man's ruthless and venomous tongue was far beyond her imagination!
With a look of disdain, Mo Chuxi coldly swept his gaze over Ye Wei'er before turning to Old Master Mo.
"Grandfather."
He greeted him with a short nod.
"I'll head upstairs first."
"Wait, Chuxi."
Just as Mo Chuxi turned to leave, Old Master Mo's voice stopped him.
"Is there something you need, Grandfather?"
He turned around, his tone laced with faint amusement.
