Mo Ningxin kept these things from the Mo family, and only Yao Bihua knew what she had done.
When Xia Weimian spoke out, Yao Bihua's face turned blue, and Mo Ning's heart even doubled his nostrils.
On the dining table, Mrs. Li looked at Yao Bihua in surprise: "How could Ningxin do such a thing? Anyway, Missleep and Ningxin are half sisters..."
"It's all Xia Weimian spitting blood!" Mo Ningxin cried.
Xia Weimian threw the papers she had brought on the table, and the spoon in front of her shook in the bowl. "The police station's confession is here. You can continue to argue!"
Mo Ningxin was taken aback, her face pale and she didn't dare to speak again, but Yao Bihua said:
"Sleepless, it's all a family..."
"If your daughter thinks we are a family, she won't do this to me." Xia Weimian said coldly.
"Sleepless." At this time, even Mo Shiyong said: "Your temper is as stubborn as your mother, and Ningxin has misunderstood you, so you have done bad things to you. Why should you tear your face? Ningxin sent to the police station?"
Hearing Mo Shiyong's words, Xia Weimian felt a trace of despair that chilled his heart.
This is her father... Listen to what he said, even when Xia Weimian was the eldest lady of the Mo family, Mo Shiyong never loved herself.
Because he married the distinguished Xia Xiyin, Mo Shiyong felt that he was Xia Xiyin's foil. Others would only call him "Xia Xiyin's son-in-law". Mo Shiyong hated Xia Xiyin and even disliked Xia Xiyin for giving birth to him Xia Mian.
Yao Bihua said to Mo Shiyong in a sad tone:
"Maybe because Mislee doesn't like my family's Ningxin, that's why she wants to do this... Alas... If Ningxin really enters the police station, our Mo family's reputation will be completely destroyed..."
Mo Shiyong spoke, urging Xia Mixian: "Missing, you go talk to Prince Ye and let him not pursue it."
"I won't." Xia Weimian raised his face and said.
Mo Shiyong's face instantly became difficult to look: "Missing, don't you listen to me?"
"You are not my father anymore." Xia Weimian didn't even look at Mo Shiyong.
Her stubbornness and coldness reminded Mo Shiyong of Xia Xiyin's face, and Mo Shiyong's humiliated anger surged into his heart:
"You are the same as your mother! Eat inside and out! Unbelievable cheap goods!"
Mo Shiyong grabbed the soup pot in front of him and smashed it into Xia Mi Mian's face. Xia Mi Mian had no time to get up and back. Suddenly, Li Zhanhan stretched out his hand and pulled Xia Mi Mian into his arms.
Li Zhanhan's body stood in front of Xia Weixian, and the hot soup in the soup pot was directly poured onto Li Zhanhan's back.
"Zhanhan! Are you okay? Are you injured?" Xia Weimian saw Li Zhanhan's brows frowned slightly, and she thought that Li Zhanhan was injured again.
Li Zhanhan got up from his seat, and shook his head to Xia Weimian: "It's okay. My clothes are thick and they didn't burn me."
After protecting Xia Weimian, Li Zhanhan immediately let out a sigh of relief. If the pot of soup was poured directly on Xia Weimian's face, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Li Zhanhan turned around and protected Xia Weimian behind him, "Uncle Mo, even if Mianmian never thought of sending Mo Ningxin into the game, I would make Mo Ningxin pay the price! She dared hurt sleep. Mian, I will never bypass her with a severe cold!"