The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 711, Use Him as a Bargaining Chip (2)

Fingertips relaxed, the gun slipped from her hand and crashed to the ground.

Li Mochan lowered the gun-holding hand, giving her a glance with a flash of cold light.

Gu Xinuo stepped forward, reached out to pick up the gun to prevent Mo Yu from taking any advantage.

Compared to the arm, the injury in the abdomen was more serious; the blood kept flowing, and Mo Yu’s lips were abnormally pale.

She raised her eyes to Ye Yuan, a tragic light flickering in her eyes.

"Ye Yuan, are you really so heartless to take me down? No matter what, I am still Mo Chen’s mother. If I die, won’t you feel a bit of guilt towards him?"

At this critical moment, she played the card of familial affection again.

However, having completely seen through her true colors, Ye Yuan had made up his mind and no longer had any compassion or sympathy for her.

Ye Jiuliang glanced at Ye Yuan, remaining silent, not intending to intervene.

"Doing wrong should come with its price. Even now, you do not repent, using Mo Chen as a shield, you truly do not deserve to be his mother," Ye Yuan said emotionlessly.

He paused, turning his head towards Ye Jiuliang, his tone much gentler, "I’ll leave them to your judgment, do as you please."

The fact that Mo Yu would harm her was mostly because of his reasons; he, as a father, had failed to protect her.

"What if I want her life?" asked Ye Jiuliang, his eyelids lifting to meet his gaze, his cool voice containing a hint of assertiveness.

Aside from Mo Chen, she could not possibly forgive any other members of the Mo Family.

Without hesitation, Ye Yuan answered, "Fine."

As the word left his mouth, Mo Yu’s blood churned, a hint of redness flushing her pale face, clearly out of anger.

"Ye Yuan, you..."

Just as she was about to speak, a sudden dizziness surged up, and involuntarily, her eyelids closed.

With too much blood lost and an overwhelming blow, she could not hold on and fainted.

There was a "thud," a sound that felt painfully sour to the ears.

"Madam," Aqiao called out anxiously as she watched Mo Yu unconscious on the ground.

"Shut up," Gu Xinuo scolded her impatiently, "Don’t worry, neither of you will escape."

Ye Jiuliang glanced at Mo Yu, his gaze not lingering for a moment, "I don’t know how Aqian is doing; Mohan, let’s go take a look."

Li Mochan pressed his lips together and hummed a response.

"Achen, we leave this to you. We’re going to leave now," Ye Jiuliang said.

Chu Chen nodded in understanding, "Don’t worry."

Seeing Ye Jiuliang about to leave, Ye Yuan hurried to catch up with their steps, urgently saying, "I’ll go with you."

Ye Jiuliang did not make a sound, which was taken as consent.

...

The sun was high, a gentle breeze easing the sweltering heat.

In the messy warehouse, sunlight poured in sparsely, casting trembling halos on the ground.

It wasn’t until the sky began to brighten that Jiang Yisheng managed to squint for a while, and even in his sleep, his forehead was slightly furrowed.

How could he possibly sleep properly in such a place? Due to his light sleep, every little rustle at the door startled him awake.

The heavy iron door slowly opened, and he raised his hand to block the dazzling sunlight.

Jiang Yisheng slowly stood up, cramped in a corner, his legs and feet a bit sore.

"It seems Mr. Jiang had quite a comfortable stay here last night."

The sarcastic and peculiar voice suddenly rang out, full of mockery.

This voice...

Jiang Yisheng furrowed his brows and lowered his hand as a woman in high heels walked in from outside.

A purple sheath dress, her profound features lightly dusted with makeup, and eyes filled with the usual scorn.

It was her.

Jiang Yisheng narrowed his eyes, "Miss Mo, it seems we don’t have any connection, do we?"

So the person who had captured him was her, what exactly did Mo Su want to do?

"Heh."

Mo Su chuckled lightly and took a step forward, speaking unhurriedly, "Mr. Jiang truly has a short memory for important people. When I visited Mo Garden last time, Mr. Jiang had me turned away at the gate. Surely, Mr. Jiang hasn’t forgotten about that, has he?"

Jiang Yisheng looked behind her. Aside from Mengzhu, whom he had met before, there was another man he hadn’t seen.

It seemed that escaping wouldn’t be so easy.

Three against one, he had no advantage at all.

"Mo Su, surely you didn’t go through the trouble of capturing me just because of that, did you?" he probed with an impassive tone.

During their last meeting at the restaurant, Ji Mingqian had warned him that Mo Su was a deeply calculating person. Her capturing him was definitely not for something as trivial as being turned away at Mo Garden’s gate. There had to be a deeper motive.

Mo Su curled her lips, "Can’t I?"

"Mo Su, I’ve already been captured by you, there’s no need to beat around the bush with me," Jiang Yisheng said, flicking off the dust on his clothes, his demeanor unflustered.

"Tell me, did you capture me to use as leverage against my cousin or perhaps Jiuliang?"

"Clap clap—"

Mo Su clasped her hands and clapped, a chill flaring in the depths of her eyes, "It seems Mr. Jiang is more clever than I thought, just not very perceptive."

"Mo Su, have you considered the consequences of using me as a bargaining chip?" Jiang Yisheng’s delicate brows and eyes turned cold, "Mo Chen is truly unfortunate to have a sister like you."

Even if she used him as a bargaining chip and got what she wanted, she would eventually lose something one day; she was pushing herself into the fire pit.

"Shut your mouth," Mo Su said with a furrowed brow and a chilling scold.

"That idiot Mo Chen, always helping others at his own expense. It’s my tragedy to have such a brother. What’s so good about Ye Jiuliang? Mo Chen shamelessly seeks his favor, but what has he gained in the end?"

"He’s still just a child at heart, with no idea what truly matters."

Jiang Yisheng gazed at her with calm eyes, the corners of his lips curling into a derisive sneer, "That’s why you will never measure up to Jiuliang."

All she knew was to stop at nothing to achieve her goals, without any regard for the lives of others.

"Say whatever you want, but now that you’re standing here, whether you live or die is at my discretion," Mo Su said with an air of disdain.

"Ever since I was young, there has been nothing Mo Su wanted that she couldn’t obtain, and this time is no different."

She moved forward towards him, her gaze cold as she scrutinized him, "Tell me, how should I punish you for the disrespect you showed me at Mo Garden’s gate that day?"

Jiang Yisheng remained silent, his brows and eyes low, the hand in his pocket subtly clenched.

After a moment, his voice was hoarse, "Mo Su, do you think you can hide the act of taking me away for long?"

"I never even planned on hiding it for long. Jiang Yisheng, don’t try to buy time with me here; this place is secluded, and no one will come to save you," Mo Su said with a frosty voice, seeing through his attempt to stall for time.

"Mark."

The man standing beside Mengzhu walked briskly over, looking towards Mo Su with respectful eyes, "Miss."

Mo Su stepped back a few paces, her expression contemptuous, "Give him a taste."

Mark nodded and reached for Jiang Yisheng’s collar with a swift motion.

Jiang Yisheng sidestepped to avoid him, catching sight of the dark muzzle aimed at him out of the corner of his eye, and he hesitated in his step.