Facts are facts

  "Does your dad usually treat you to big meals like this? " Yi Yezi glanced at the living room environment and smiled faintly: "It seems that with your family's conditions, it's basically impossible to go to those high-end places with high consumption."

  Mo Xin Yao's heart tightened as she listened to Yi Ye Zi, biting her lower lip, and didn't say a word.

  "Why do I feel uncomfortable after eating? Where is it uncomfortable?" Yi Yezi continued to ask.

  Mo Xin Yao's head hung lower and lower, with a feeling of being unable to lift it up at all.

  "Where was your dad at that time? Why could that 'fat' man enter the room? How did he know there was a little girl like you in the room?" Yi Yezi asked in the most calm tone, but these words were like a sharp and cold knife, heavily stabbing into her heart, and then slashing it open with force, making her suffocate.

  "Don't say any more, you don't have to say it." Suddenly, Mo Xinyao excitedly interrupted Yi Yezhi's words.

  "I'm telling you, facts are facts... escaping is useless, don't think that by escaping, it's like nothing happened, impossible!" Yi Yezi's tone suddenly turned icy and severe.

  "Mind your own business, you can leave." Mo Xinyao was extremely 'excited', she was afraid of knowing the truth.

  Yi Ye Zi looked at Mo Xian Yao's abnormal emotions, seeing her trying to escape and unwilling to accept reality, anger filled the air, she tightly furrowed her eyebrows and stood up, walking closer to her.

  "Snap out of it! I won't let you escape, I'm telling you, you have to accept the reality of this thing, face the facts." Yi Yezi pinched her chin tightly, causing her to frown in pain.

  "Yè zǐ... don't be like this." Mozhe Yu couldn't bear it anymore.

  Mo Xin Yao looks like a simple and soft 'girl', how can she withstand the torture of Yi Ye Zi?

  Yi Ye Zi looked at Mo Xinyao, whose face was twisted in pain, before finally letting her go: "I'm telling you, since I've taken charge of this matter, I will definitely see it through to the end."

  Yi Yezi turned around, her piercing eyes staring at Mo Shihui: "You'd better behave yourself."

  Mo Shi Hui was as if in a heaven and hell, enduring the torture, his heart was very entangled.

  Looking at Yi Ye's whole body, which couldn't conceal his momentum, he could feel that he was no ordinary person.

  Should he continue pretending or confess everything?

  It's really contradictory and tangled.

  "I've given you the chance, since you're not willing to seize it properly, I don't care." Yi Ye Zi's mouth curved up slightly, revealing a cold smile.

  Deep eyes with an unusual eerie glow.

  Mo Xin Yao kept rubbing her hands together, extremely nervous and frightened.

  The doorbell rang soon.

  When the "door" rang, Mo Xinyao's heart tightened again.

  But the crisp and pleasant doorbell rang like a knife, heavily piercing Mo Shihui's heart, with invisible pain spreading throughout his body, making his legs go soft.

  With a "thud", he sat heavily on the cold floor.

  The icy floor chilled him to the bone, and he shivered violently.

  "Open the 'door'." Ei Yoru's devil-like voice echoed.

  Mo Shi Hui's legs had already gone soft, but when he heard Yi Ye Zi's devil-like voice, he somehow found the energy to scramble up and rush to open the door.

  Gu Ze Yang and Mo Zhe Yu, on the other hand, were watching calmly and composedly.