Chapter 1629: Mo Tingshen Is Mine

“I’ll expose you!”

“Mo Tingshen knows too. He knows what I have, after all, when we went to court back then, he hired a lawyer to protect you mainly because there was no direct evidence. But I have it, I have evidence of your attempted murder.”

“He knows, which is why—”

“He married me.”

The recording finished playing just as Chu Yao finished her coffee. She pressed the button on her phone and placed it face down on the table.

Then she looked at Qiao Man with a smile.

“How could you…” Qiao Man found it hard to believe.

“How could I have recorded it, you mean?” Chu Yao countered, her lips curving slightly. Although she was smiling, a cold look slowly took over her eyes. “But you messed with a lunatic. What nerve you have to come and threaten me.”

Qiao Man: “…”

“It doesn’t matter to me who Mo Tingshen marries. He can marry anyone he likes; I don’t care. I moved to the Capital City not because I’m afraid of anyone or avoiding anyone. You all together are not even worth my attention.”

“But you shouldn’t, you really shouldn’t have, used Mo Tingshen to threaten me.”

“He’s my bottom line; do you understand?”

Qiao Man: “You—”

“Don’t speak yet,” Chu Yao waved a hand, “don’t interrupt my flow.”

“Let me make it clear to you, you can threaten me, but you cannot use him to threaten me. It annoys me. Originally, if you hadn’t acted out, you could indeed have smoothly married Mo Tingshen today. But you just had to get in my face.”

“Besides my sweetheart, I’ve never pampered anyone; who do you think you are?”

“Mo Tingshen is mine. When I want him, a wave of the hand is enough for him to come. When I don’t want him, one kick and he has to roll far away. He can marry anyone he wishes. As long as there’s someone beside him, even if he’s like Monk Tang’s flesh, I won’t touch him. I tease him, and he’s the one willing to indulge in this ambiguous game with me. Don’t pin your dirty thoughts on me. I’ve never slept with him in all these years.”

“Thanks to your phone call for the push.”

“Otherwise, I honestly wouldn’t have bothered to call him back.”

Qiao Man was dumbfounded. She still hadn’t recovered from the shock of the recording. The more Chu Yao spoke, the angrier Qiao Man got, feeling a mix of shame and anger.

“What do you mean by telling me all this?”

“And are you going to take the recording to Tingshen?”

“Ha!” Chu Yao sneered, “I don’t even care to play those tricks. Haven’t you understood yet?”

She arranged the dining tray properly, resting her hands horizontally in front of her, firmly gazing at Qiao Man, “I’m telling you, I’m taking Mo Tingshen, you don’t stand a chance.”

“How can you! You’re the Xiao San, you’re stealing my man!”

Chu Yao raised an eyebrow slightly, regretting not recording her previous words to play on a loop for Qiao Man!

Is she an idiot?

Or is she selectively ignoring, only hearing what she wants to hear?

Chu Yao decided to give her the ultimate blow, “Last night, I slept with Mo Tingshen.”

“Chu Yao!”

Qiao Man’s scream broke: “You’re doing it on purpose! Are you trying to drive me to death?”

“I’ve said all I can. I came to meet you to give you an explanation, so you can understand clearly. We’re all adults; it’s just about winning a man. Ultimately, who he ends up with isn’t something we can argue out here. Mo Tingshen is at my place now. If you still don’t believe me, I’ll give you the address, and you can go ask him yourself.”

Chu Yao sent Feisheng’s address to Qiao Man, waving her phone to indicate she should take a look.