Chapter 518: Young Master Mo's Fiancée

“Eh?” Qu Xiaoxiao was easily distracted.

“Sister Jiaojiao is here too?

Why didn’t I see her just now?”

Chu Yao pointed casually in a direction, “Over there, go ahead.”

“Then I’ll wait for you by Sister Jiaojiao.”

Qu Xiaoxiao took the opportunity to hook Chu Yao’s arm and, after a slick move, swiftly slipped away.

The assistant stood behind Mo Li, coincidentally blocking Chu Yao’s path.

Mo Li watched her with a mischievous look, his eyes dark and shady, his smile seeming very insincere, “Xiao Yao, do you have something to say to me?”

Chu Yao’s gaze was rigid as she looked at him, “Mr.

Mo, take your clothes back.”

Mo Li chuckled, “Your dress got spilled on with wine, I was just covering it for you, I’m not cold.”

“I’m telling you to take your filthy clothes back, take them back!

Do you understand?”

Mo Li was still smiling, the angrier she got, the more excited he became, and a shadow of hidden, dirty lewdness gradually appeared in his eyes.

“Xiao Yao, you’re becoming more and more rude to Daddy.

If you want to argue, let’s do it at home.

I’ll let you, but at least save some face for Daddy in public!”

“Mo Li!”

Chu Yao clenched her teeth, forcefully closed her eyes, and then reopened them, her dark pupils filled with a sharp coldness, “Take them back!”

She didn’t even want to touch them.

Filthy!

Mo Li didn’t continue to force her.

He gave the assistant a look, and the assistant came over immediately, removing the suit jacket from Chu Yao’s shoulders.

“Next month is your mother’s birthday; come back with Tingshen that day for dinner.”

Chu Yao took a deep breath and turned to leave.

She didn’t give him even a glance.

Mo Li narrowed his eyes, still smiling, but that kind of smile always stayed superficial, his eyes inscrutable.

“Sir, I’ll go get you another jacket,” said the assistant.

“No need,” Mo Li took the suit, shook it off, and put it on.

The collar had the scent of Chu Yao’s perfume, which he subtly sniffed, “Find some people to watch the young lady from a distance.

If she leaves, let me know.”

The assistant nodded, “Yes.”

Mo Li took a glass of red wine from a waiter’s tray and joined a conversation with some acquaintances among the wealthy businesspeople.

Under everyone’s scrutiny, when he spoke with Chu Yao, he always maintained a distance, his voice not loud, but their standing together still caught the attention of many.

“Mr.

Mo, that’s your foster daughter, isn’t it?

She doesn’t seem to have a very good attitude towards you.” A group manager casually brought up the topic.

He glanced at his wife standing by his side and chuckled: “My wife is a bit curious and egged me on to ask.

Don’t mind me, Old Mo.”

Mo Li laughed lightly, seemingly easy to talk to, “Yes, Xiao Yao just…

she has returned home.

We had a family dinner together.”

Although he paused there, without saying more, everyone knew.

It must be her release from prison.

“A family dinner?

Was the Second Young Master also there?”

Mo Li: “Of course, Suizhi cares for Xiao Yao the most.

He arranged all the dishes for that day.”

“They are that close?” The manager’s wife frowned slightly, as if she remembered something, “Then it seems that the rumors three years ago were indeed false.

Rumormongers are so hateful, making up stories just because of a car accident.

I heard that Chu Yao was driving the car, the Second Young Master injured his leg, and the car that was hit…”

The manager’s wife tried hard to recall the rumors she had heard from somewhere.

Mo Li remained composed, clinked glasses with one of the businessmen, and took a sip of his drink.

“I remember now, it seems like the car that was hit belonged to Young Master Mo’s fiancée!”