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At eight o'clock sharp, Mo Han rode a small donkey, bringing Luo Ning to the Luo Family Villa.
As soon as they entered the gate, Mo Han felt the atmosphere was somewhat odd. There were quite a few people at the villa this time, and it seemed that they were all high-level members of the Luo Group. Their expressions, especially Luo Xuanran's at the door, were mocking as he looked at Mo Han, as if waiting to see a joke unfold.
Luo Ning also felt the atmosphere was heavy and subconsciously clung to Mo Han's shoulder.
"With me here, there's nothing to worry about," said Mo Han with a light smile, wrapping his arm around his wife as they entered the hall.
Upon seeing Mo Han come in, Old Lady Luo, seated in the place of honor, became furious, picking up a purple clay teacup and hurling it towards Mo Han.
"You bastard! How dare you sabotage a major event of the Luo Family!"
Smack!