The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 710, were you scared?

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu’s face registered shock, and for a moment, she couldn’t react.

Could it be...

A terrifying speculation took shape at the bottom of her heart, and Mo Yu’s face turned a ghastly mix of green and purple.

Suddenly, steady footsteps echoed from the stairwell.

One step.

Two steps...

The footsteps grew closer, clearer.

Aqiao caught a glimpse of that tall figure from the corner of her eye, and her eyes widened in shock.

Why would the family head be here?

Could it be that their conversation just now...

"Look back, isn’t that the person you’ve always wanted to see?" Ye Jiuliang said, watching Mo Yu’s unfathomable expression and curling his lips into a cold sneer.

Mo Yu was speechless, "You..."

Ye Jiuliang walked to the sofa, reached out to retrieve the eavesdropping device hidden under the coffee table; the nail-sized device flashed with red light, painfully stinging Mo Yu’s eyes.

Damn it.

She had fallen for her trick again.

A chilling momentum crept up from behind her, a coldness that climbed up her spine and pierced through her bones.

Mo Yu slowly turned around and inadvertently met those deep, phoenix eyes, flickering with disgust and hatred, and that unmistakable murderous intent.

Did he harbor the intent to kill her?

Realizing this, the last trace of color drained from Mo Yu’s face, and the icy hatred in the man’s eyes plunged her into an abyss.

She felt slightly uneasy, her mind a blank, "Mo Yuan, I..."

Before she could finish, Ye Yuan interrupted loudly, "Don’t call me Mo Yuan, I am Ye Yuan, not Mo Yuan, and even less a member of the Mo Family."

Mo Yu’s eyes trembled, and she cautiously stepped forward, "Mo Yuan, listen to my explanation, it was them who set me up, who tricked me. I truly love you, can’t you believe me?"

Standing aside, Gu Xinuo listened to her words and immediately felt a wave of nausea.

There’s a limit to being shameless, but she was utterly disgusting without boundaries.

Seeing her outstretched hand, Ye Yuan took two steps back, looking at her with full disgust, "Tricking me, deceiving me, and even dealing with my daughter behind my back, is this what you call love?"

Upon learning that Mo Su was not Ye Yuan’s child, Mo Yu was already unstable. Hearing Ye Yuan’s words, her strained emotions completely collapsed.

"She is your daughter, and what about Mo Chen? Isn’t he also your child? You can’t be so blatantly biased. Over these years, I gave everything for you. Do you even know that?"

She was irrationally furious, screaming hysterically, "From the very first time I accidentally saw you, I fell for you. I showered you with affection, but you turned a blind eye. You clearly never liked that woman Lan Ning, yet you married her because of your mother’s words."

She had always been puzzled, neither she nor Lan Ning was liked by him, but why would he choose to marry Lan Ning? Was it just because of a word from his mother?

Just a few days before his wedding with Lan Ning, she sent people to intercept him, harmed him with their numbers, only to find that her own father was seriously injured. Caught without choice, she had to return.

Before she left, she thought she couldn’t have him for the time being, but at least she wanted a child with him, hence she decided on in-vitro fertilization. But she never expected him to slip away.

When she gave birth to Mo Su, it was a difficult labor that nearly cost her life. It took two years to recover gradually. Afterward, busy with Tengyue Group affairs, she could not spare time to look for him. By the time she was free, she found that Lan Ning had already borne his child. Hearing this news, she wanted nothing more than to kill Lan Ning directly.

"Back when your father and your elder brother plotted against you, and you were grievously injured, it was I who saved you. When you were unconscious, it was I, Mo Yu, who stayed by your side, not Lan Ning."

Towards the end, her voice became increasingly agitated.

"Status, power, and influence, which of these was not provided by our Mo Family? Ye Yuan, are you really so ungrateful?"

"You gave them to me?" Ye Yuan looked at her coldly, his low and cold voice tinged with sarcasm, "Did I ever say that I wanted them?"

She had forced her feelings on him unilaterally; when had she ever asked him if he needed these things?

Mo Yu stood there in a daze, as if she had lost her soul.

"Why were you willing to marry Lan Ning, but not me? Why, why..." she murmured, her expression distant and confused.

Back then, fearing that his memories would return upon waking up, she had Qian Mian erase his memory, altered his appearance, and even risked her life to have another IVF baby—all for him.

Now he was saying he didn’t want it, didn’t care for it—then what was she?

If it hadn’t been for Ye Jiuliang’s appearance, their family would have continued as before. She just regretted not having taken action against her sooner.

But now, it might not be too late.

Mo Yu’s eyes darkened as she dashed toward Ye Jiuliang, her hands whipping forward as she released two hidden darts into the air.

"Ajiu."

Gu Xinuo cried out in alarm, about to rush forward, but two figures moved faster than her.

They positioned themselves to her left and her right, shielding Ye Jiuliang.

Cocked the gun, pulled the trigger.

"Bang Bang Bang—"

The hidden darts were deflected, falling to the ground with a clang, mixed with a pained grunt.

Ye Jiuliang looked at the figure standing in front of her; for a moment, it felt like a return to her childhood, when he had protected her the same way.

She curved her lips, a sparkling smile spreading across her eyes and brows.

Suddenly, the person in front turned their head, and she hastily retracted her smile, adopting an indifferent expression.

A flicker of despondency crossed Ye Yuan’s eyes, his deep voice softening, "Did that scare you?"

Ye Jiuliang shook her head slightly.

Mo Yu’s face was pale as she clutched her abdomen, blood seeping through her fingers, staining her hands red.

She looked at Ye Yuan with eyes wide with incredulity.

He had actually been capable of hurting her.

Without the slightest hesitation, he was completely focused on protecting Ye Jiuliang, striking her without a moment’s doubt.

"Madam." Seeing Mo Yu injured, Aqiao called out in a panic, helpless as the drug’s effects left her weak and unable to muster any strength.

"Have you recovered your memories?" Mo Yu stared at Ye Yuan, her voice choked with emotion as she asked.

Ye Yuan turned his head to look at her, his gaze sharp as ice, "No."

Those simple, decisive words shattered Mo Yu’s last bit of hope.

Her vision blurred, Mo Yu burst into laughter, tears brimming in the corners of her eyes.

"Hahaha..."

He hadn’t regained his memories yet still unfailingly protected Ye Jiuliang—this was the ultimate irony to her.

No matter how well she treated him, she just didn’t exist in his heart; she couldn’t come to terms with it, couldn’t accept it.

The laughter ceased; her voice hoarse, she said, "Ye Yuan, you’re too cruel, you’ve been too cruel to me. My father was right; keeping you by my side, I was the one who ended up suffering. I’ve raised a tiger as a threat to myself."

"If I can’t live well, then neither can you."

Her bloodied hand reached toward her waist, drawing a gun, aiming it at Ye Yuan.

Cocked the gun, but before she could pull the trigger, her arm was struck with pain, and bright red blood spurted out.