"Why would you sacrifice your own child to save a man who has nothing to do with you? Could it be that in your eyes, your child’s life is not as important as his?!"
"Sister, what are you talking about?" Mo Ran was completely baffled.
Why was Mo Yan suddenly accusing her of this? So much time had passed since then.
And why was she crying as if she were the one who had lost a child?
Mo Yan pushed Mo Ran’s body away, walked over to Gu Yixuan, took a deep breath, and said with a grievance, "Mr. Gu, tell me, what must I do to keep my status? As long as it’s something I can do, I’ll make sure it’s done."
Gu Yixuan glanced at her indifferently, completely unmoved by her tears and grievances.
He had never been a man to pity or spoil women.
Passing by Mo Yan, he sat down in front of the couch, picked up the remote, and turned off the TV, saying indifferently,
"You wanted to marry into a wealthy family, and I’ve already granted your wish. I’ve helped you once, which is enough. Don’t be greedy, still expecting me to help you a second time."
Mo Yan rushed in front of him, not daring to sit, and said with great grievance, "I wouldn’t want to come to you a second time if it weren’t for what you told Yang Tao. How else would I have ended up being thrown out of the house!"
Once Mo Ran had a miscarriage, the Yang Family knew Mo Yan wouldn’t get two hundred million and immediately urged Yang Tao to divorce her. Having no other options, she had to turn to Gu Yixuan for help.
"Oh, are you implying that you were kicked out of the Yang Family and it’s my fault?" Gu Yixuan raised an eyebrow.
Mo Yan really wanted to say, if not you, then who? You are the one to blame.
But she could only think this in her heart, not daring to say it out loud.
Mo Ran was shocked to hear their conversation, "Sister, did you divorce Yang Tao?"
How had she not known about this?
Mo Yan, now seeing the person she least wanted to meet, gave Mo Ran a cold look and said coldly, "It’s all because of you!" Thɪs chapter is updated by novelꜰire.net
"Me?!" Mo Ran was even more surprised.
How could it be her fault?
"Yes, it’s you! If you hadn’t had a miscarriage, would I have been thrown out of the Yang Family? The status of Mrs. Yang is gone, the two hundred million is gone, everything is gone! Ranran, if you feel sorry for me, then give me back the two hundred million!" Mo Yan, too outraged, began to speak recklessly.
Mo Ran was stunned by her words, looked towards Gu Yixuan, and asked in a cold voice, "What exactly is going on here?"
What two hundred million? She couldn’t understand at all.