Rebirth in Showbiz: How to Win the Showbiz Emperor's Heart?-Chapter 217: Disarmed
Isn’t it rumored that Young Master Mo is low-key and cold, and doesn’t like people getting close?
Then what is this now!
Su Mingyue was incredibly jealous. After all, she’s just an orphan with no parents. How could she compare to her, the grand Su Family’s eldest daughter? Are these men blind? In terms of family background, looks, how could she possibly be inferior to her?
Why do they all look at this slut differently?
Su Mingyue recalled what Han Mubai had said before, and her heart felt like it was on fire. He told her that he was no longer interested in her because he had found new amusement.
The amusement was this slut, Tong Yan!
Whenever she thought of this, Su Mingyue wished she could rush up and hit her. What right did this woman have to steal her man!
Just a little bit more, just a little bit more, and the eldest grandson of the Han Family would have been hers!
It’s all her fault.
Su Mingyue, the kind of person who is mindlessly self-inflated, naturally blames all her failure on others.
The more Su Mingyue thought about it, the higher her anger rose until she lost her reason. Without her, Han Mubai would have been hers, and so would Young Madam Han!
If it weren’t for her...
Suddenly, Su Mingyue lunged forward, wanting to hit Tong Yan, but was stopped by Little Nine, who didn’t allow her to take another step forward. Outside was Su Mingyue’s clamor, while inside was a scene of gentle affection, forming two distinct and opposite worlds.
The more gentle Bo Yimo was, the more resentful Su Mingyue became. She wanted to rush up, but was firmly restrained by Little Nine, unable to move.
Lin Jiaojiao came over and pulled Su Mingyue, "Ming Yue, calm down, don’t be impulsive."
Under her persuasion, Su Mingyue gradually calmed down, though her gaze remained vicious.
After Tong Yan was full, Bo Yimo slowly put down the spoon, the bowl and chopsticks, and gently picked up a napkin to wipe her mouth clean.
Such gentleness could make others envious and their hearts race.
Even the most unfeeling man has a gentle side, but such gentleness belongs only to one person.
Bo Yimo’s gentleness was only meant for Tong Yan.
After finishing all these, Bo Yimo turned around and looked down at Su Mingyue.
His gaze was very cold, so cold as if it could freeze, his expression indifferent, yet inexplicably chilling to the heart. "Little Nine, dislocate her arm, cover her mouth before doing it, don’t startle others."
Little Nine nodded in response.
With something stuffed in her mouth, Little Nine used force, and Su Mingyue fainted from the pain.
It was so sudden that others didn’t react.
Who would have thought he would dislocate someone’s arm directly in public, so ruthless and loveless!
"Wake her up," Bo Yimo spoke lightly.
Little Nine touched her somewhere, and she jolted awake.
Bo Yimo’s voice was slightly cold, "Want to hit her? Then you don’t need your hand."
Su Mingyue sweated coldly from the pain, his words like sharp swords, piercing directly into her heart, making it bleed, filled with fear and dread beyond control.
She couldn’t tell which was greater, the fear or the pain.
Somehow, Little Nine suddenly felt sympathy for Su Mingyue. To provoke Young Master Bo, she had courage!
In the future, she might not even know how the word ’death’ is written.
Little Nine has always admired those who face their own death bravely.
Su Guoqiang came to his senses, seeing his daughter turn out this way, his face changed. How could he swallow this grievance when his daughter, whom he had cherished since she was young, was bullied!
To think that he, the president of Su Group, was given no face at all!
