Mu Zhiqing and Mo Yanjun slowly walked to the other side, and did not stop until they were far enough away from Mo Huayue.
"What does Miss Mu want to say?"
Mo Yanjun looked at Mu Zhiqing. From both sides, she hated Mu Zhiqing.
But to be fair, she admired this girl's magnanimity, courage, and even her deep love for Mo Tongqin at such a young age.
The one-in-a-million cultivation genius, coupled with the many qualities she displayed, were enough to prove her excellence, and made her believe that Mu Zhiqing really had something to talk to her about.
"Mrs. Mo, what kind of person do you think Fang Qiulu is?" Mu Zhiqing asked suddenly.
Hearing this question, Mo Yanjun was obviously stunned, and for a moment he couldn't understand Mu Zhiqing's meaning.
"Mrs. Mo, there is indeed a conflict between Mo Huayue and I, but my personal hatred never affects others.
There is no grudge between you and me, I just want to know your opinion. "
"Is this one of your requests?" Mo Yanjun asked.
Mu Zhiqing raised her eyebrows, "That's right."
"Fang Qiulu and I have never gotten along." Mo Yanjun said calmly, "She looks weak, but in fact she is not as simple as she seems on the surface. Weakness is just an appearance. Only those stupid men will believe it and try their best. to protect her."
Mo Yanjun sneered, remembering something, and the resentment in his eyes became even stronger.
She looked at Mu Zhiqing, "If you want to persuade me not to target her, or to be nice to her, I won't agree.
But if it is as a condition of this matter, I can agree. "
Looking at the woman's clear thinking, Mu Zhiqing's eyebrows also filled with admiration. There was no way such a mother would give birth to someone with Mo Huayue's personality.
They are completely different from each other, but no one has doubted it for so many years...
"Why should you be nice to her?" Mu Zhiqing sneered.
Mo Yanjun was stunned and looked at Mu Zhiqing suspiciously, wondering if she had heard wrongly. These words should not have come from her mouth.
"Miss Mu, what do you mean?"
"Mrs. Mo, have you ever thought about a question?"
"Since Fang Qiulu can get the Mo family to let her in under such circumstances, and she has not suffered too much humiliation over the years, why does she make Tongqin's life so miserable?"
"She can ask her husband to protect her, so that even though you are angry and helpless, you just let Tongqin suffer in the hands of Mo Huayue?"
Mo Yanjun originally didn't care about what Mu Zhiqing said, but as she listened, she unconsciously fell into deep thought.
She thought about it carefully. Although Fang Qiulu had been a doormat all these years, but thinking about it... she actually didn't bear too much.
She knew too well that many of the grievances she faced were just a show she was pretending to make, but she didn't bother to pretend, and even later she didn't bother to pay attention to her husband anymore.
The distrust in exchange for the explanation made her feel insulted. She had always known that Hua Yue bullied Tong Qin, but she never paid much attention to it.
She didn't even want to pay attention to Fang Qiulu, let alone her daughter
Until now—
Mu Zhiqing's seemingly calm questions push her to another possibility...
"Miss Mu, what do you want to tell me? You might as well just say it!"
Mo Yanjun's face had turned cold, as if covered with a layer of frost.