Chapter 3983: The Old Witch Flaunts Sister Nian

Chapter 3983: Chapter 3983: The Old Witch Flaunts Sister Nian

The servants in the manor were trembling with fear, afraid that both sides were about to fight.

"Pfft." Nie Qingru suddenly let out a sneer, breaking the stalemate. She leaned back in her chair with an aloof demeanor, staring at Mo Xi: "What, did I guess right, and now you want to make a move? You’d better think carefully about whether the person behind you will allow you to act!"

Mo Xi stared at her closely. Hearing this, most of his anger dissipated. He imitated her by leaning back, crossing his arms, and looking at her.

There was a strong sense of mockery in his words: "I heard that the empress has never thought highly of her granddaughter. People outside say there’s never been a granddaughter like Miss Qiao. She’d rather give the future successor position to her nephew than spare a glance for her own granddaughter... So why are you now so familiar with using your status as a grandmother? People who don’t know might think you are very close with Miss Qiao."

Nie Qingru’s face changed abruptly as she slapped the table and stood up: "You’d better think carefully about who you’re talking to!"

"I’ve thought it through. I’m just worried the empress hasn’t figured out her current predicament!" Mo Xi retorted.

Nie Qingru clenched her palms, glaring angrily.

Mo Xi calmly accepted her murderous gaze and stabbed her again with his words: "The fact that the reclusive family still hasn’t saved you is enough to indicate the problem."

"Empress, this is the illegal zone, not the Continent M you think it is. If I were you, I’d face reality and stop making a fool of myself here."

Nie Qingru rarely faced such direct humiliation, but she was mentally strong and did not flip out over Mo Xi’s few taunts.

Instead, she stood there, looking at Mo Xi with a cold gaze and replied: "Is that so? No matter what you say, you still wouldn’t dare to touch me, would you?"

Mo Xi squinted, his chest rising and falling, clearly provoked by Nie Qingru’s challenge.

Nie Qingru noticed Mo Xi’s change immediately and sneered: "I’ve touched your master, and you’re still here guarding me, acting as my bodyguard. So, you don’t need to mock me, you’re not much better off!"

She finished speaking.

Without looking at Mo Xi, who was still sitting there, or caring about the seven or eight strong men in the living room, she pulled out her chair with a loud ’clang’ and flung herself back to her room upstairs.

Mo Xi watched her back as she ascended the stairs, removed his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose, and suppressed the pent-up anger in his chest.

No matter what, Nie Qingru is Miss Qiao’s grandmother, and even if he doesn’t give face to the reclusive family, he must give face to Miss Qiao.

Until Miss Qiao speaks up on how to handle it, he can’t harm Nie Qingru.

Nie Qingru seemed well aware of this, which is why she repeatedly and recklessly provoked them...

Mo Xi even understood what Nie Qingru was trying to do.

He glanced back at the Dark Fort people in the living room who dared not speak out, his eyes covered with a layer of frost, and pressed his lips together.

In the end, he decided not to tell Qiao Nian about Nie Qingru’s antics.

Miss Qiao was still in the hospital watching over Master Wang, at the very least, he didn’t want to add to Miss Qiao’s burden.

"Phew." Mo Xi exhaled deeply, feeling a bit better.

But thinking about how Nie Qingru flaunted herself by leveraging her ties with Miss Qiao always filled him with extreme disgust.

**

The next morning.

In the ICU ward of the hospital, the outside sunlight slanted in through the window, casting a layer of soft white sheen on the man lying on the bed.