Mo Qingxi, who was in his villa at the banquet, naturally didn't know about it.
White villa, blue swimming pool, flowers and wine.
Chiyuri was wearing a white tube top dress. The white dress made her pure little face look even more like an angel.
Holding Mo Qingxi's hand, she walked on the red stall, attracting waves of envious looks.
Suddenly being noticed by everyone, Qian Lily had a trace of embarrassment on her face.
"Lily, let's go there and take a rest!"
Mo Qingxi took Qian Lily's hand and sat on a chair on the side of the swimming pool.
"Qingxi, I feel so happy."
Chiyuri took a sip of the cocktail, and her porcelain-white face was stained with a blush.
"fool!"
Mo Qingxi rubbed her hair lovingly and took the wine glass in her hand.
"If you don't know how to drink, don't drink."
"People are happy!"
Chiyuri's red lips were pursed in a coquettish tone.
Seeing her smile, Mo Qingxi loved her even more.
"Second Young Master!"
The two of them were getting along tenderly and affectionately, when suddenly a voice rang out.
Mo Qingxi frowned, thinking who could be so weak-sighted. With a quick glance, the person who came turned out to be Butler Wang.
It must have been her mother who wanted to persuade her to go back. The anger in Mo Qingxi's eyes was gone, replaced by a sense of superiority.
"Why are Butler Wang here? I won't go back."
After Mo Qingxi finished speaking, he walked back inside, picked up a cigarette, lit it elegantly, and started puffing away.
Butler Wang watched him blow the smoke ring directly towards him.
He calmly took two steps back and said, "Since the young master has left home and wants to sever ties, please stop using the Mo family's things. Please leave."
"Cough cough cough cough-"
Mo Qingxi, who was feeling proud at first, thought that Mrs. Mo had compromised and did not expect that she would be kicked out.
Suddenly a puff of cigarette smoke stuck in his throat, and he coughed violently.
"What did you say?"
After taking a deep breath, he stared at Butler Wang again and asked aloud.
"Second Young Master, please leave."
After Butler Wang finished speaking, he turned around and went downstairs.
"Qingxi, is it because of me?"
Qian Baihe sat aside and looked at Mo Qingxi pitifully.
"It's not your fault, baby."
Mo Qingxi hugged Qian Lily's shoulders with a gloomy expression and spoke to comfort her.
"What should we do now?"
There were still tears on Qian Baihe's face, and she looked at Mo Qingxi expectantly.
"I'm leaving. I have nothing left. Lily, will you dislike me?"
Mo Qingxi looked at her with a trace of uncertainty in her eyes.
"Fool, you did it just for me, I must be willing to do it."
Chiyuri nodded solemnly with her pale face.
"Then let's leave now."
Mo Qingxi threw the cigarette butt on the ground with hatred, and went to pack things with Qian Lily.
Also living with Qian Baihe was her sister Qian Baihui. Although Qian Baihui was sitting in a wheelchair, she was wearing an exquisite little dress and was surrounded by the flattery of many wealthy ladies.
When she heard her sister say she was leaving, a trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes.
People attending the banquet were also driven away by Butler Wang.