Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife-Chapter 702: Never Seeing Your Daughter Mu Qianyuan Again!
"Smack!"
Ning Zitong’s hand was intercepted mid-air, forcefully caught by Mu Jingheng.
Mo Chuxi’s half-extended hand quietly retreated.
"Ah Tong, are you insane?"
Mu Jingheng was furious.
"Why the hell are you hitting people? Lady Yan didn’t do or say anything—what right do you have to hit her?"
"Ah Jing! The insane one’s you!"
Ning Zitong wrested her hand free with force.
"You’re now willing to fight me for this woman? Fine, then answer me this: why would you dress so formally to meet these two? Why!"
She pressed him, her tone relentless and intimidating.
Yan Xinxin stood to the side watching, her heart aching faintly.
"Mrs. Mu, we’re only here to discuss business with Mr. Mu—why is that making you so agitated?"
"Hah! Business?"
Ning Zitong sneered, clearly dismissive.
"Even if this deal could net the Mu family tens of millions for free, I wouldn’t cooperate with the Mo family! Money is nothing but numbers to you and me. Business? The Mu family will never work with someone like *him*, a faithless heart!"
"Mrs. Mu."
Yan Xinxin finally couldn’t hold back and spoke up.
She pressed her pale lips together and clasped her trembling fingers.
"My husband is *not* a faithless heart! He has never broken a promise to anyone. Every word he’s ever said, he has honored! Please stop putting such labels on him."
"He *is* a faithless heart!"
Ning Zitong accused heatedly, her heartbeat quickening.
"And I’m not just calling him out—I’m calling *you* out too!"
She pointed her finger aggressively, all pretense of elegance gone.
"Yan Xinxin, you’re nothing but a manipulative vixen! You’ve seduced one man after another! Now you want to use that face of yours to dupe my husband? You..."
"Shut your mouth!"
Silently simmering until now, Mo Chuxi finally exploded, unable to contain himself.
The dark anger radiating from him was so terrifying that everyone in the restaurant fell silent, even too scared to breathe loudly.
"Ning Zitong, if you dare say one more word about my wife, I promise you’ll never see your daughter Mu Qianyuan again for the rest of your life!"
Hearing Mo Chuxi’s warning, Ning Zitong froze momentarily, but quickly chuckled sarcastically.
"My poor Yuan—it’s heartbreaking to think she risked everything for a faithless heart like you! Mo Chuxi, you’ve never been worthy of Yuan or the Mu family!"
"Enough! Enough!"
Mu Jingheng roared in anger.
The usually steady and composed man couldn’t help but lash out in that moment.
"Ah Tong, you’ve gone too far! If you keep this up, even if Yuan *is* alive, she wouldn’t want to come home anymore! Ah Tong, you’ve changed! Do you even realize how much you’ve changed recently?"
Upon hearing Mu Jingheng’s reproach, Ning Zitong acted as though she’d heard an absurd joke.
She looked at Mu Jingheng’s stern expression and let out a mocking laugh.
"I’ve changed? Ah Jing, *you’ve* changed! We’ve been married all these years—when have we ever had a fight? And yet here you are now, defending an outsider and criticizing me! Tell me, where was I wrong? Isn’t she a vixen? Didn’t she use her face to lure away the Mu family’s son-in-law, stealing what belongs to us?"
"Ning Zitong!"
Mo Chuxi was thunderously enraged, veins bulging on his forehead.
"Chuxi!"
Yan Xinxin hurried to stop him.
His angered state was far from good.
She hadn’t forgotten his promise—that for her sake, Yan Xinxin, he wouldn’t show mercy, even to her closest relatives.
"What’s the matter? Is Young Master Mo now distressed over his little vixen? Tsk-tsk! Young Master Mo, it’s time you take a hard look at yourself: if Yan Xinxin didn’t have a face that looks so much like Yuan’s, would you have ever spared her a glance? Would you have married her? Would you?"
"Of course I would!"
