Mo Qianyan squinted his eyes and directed his anger at Mo Zhiyan, "If you don't fucking speak, nobody will treat you as a mute!"
Mo Zhiyan fought back, "When you fucking speak, you sound like a lunatic!"
The previously peaceful atmosphere was completely disrupted by this outburst.
At the opulent and elegant dining table, everyone's expressions varied, offering a vivid display.
Lin Xiyao: "Nanze, don't go! She's not worth it for a woman like that!"
Mo Xinman: "Sister Xiyao, Little Uncle has been bewitched by that woman. Let him be!"
Mo Qianyan: "Mo Nanze, stop being so damn hypocritical. I know that you and Lu Yinfeng are doing this to embarrass me on purpose!"
Mo Zhiyan: "I actually think Lu Yinfeng prefers Little Uncle! You were so indifferent to her initially, and now you're pestering her..."
Lin Yue: "Qianyan, don't be foolish. Live a good life with Zhilan. She bore you a son!"
Mo Yining: "What is this nonsense from you two!"
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