久久亚洲一区二区三区

Why was he subjected to such a vile role?

Life is already so challenging, why does he have to face such torments?

Morris shrugged his shoulders, “Whether Mr. Mog will blame you or not depends on the performance. If the audience believes it or not.”

Marcus looked around and asked, “Where is the audience?”

Morris gave a mysterious smile.

Marcus continued, “Why would Mr. Mog have us perform this play out of the blue?”

Morris replied, “If I could guess what on Mr. Mog’s mind, wouldn’t I essentially become Mr. Mog?”

Marcus scratched his head, looking puzzled.

When Zheng Xianjing once again came to her little sisters, her face was as white as paper.

One of the sisters worriedly asked, “Xianjing, are you okay?”

Zheng Xianjing managed a faint smile, “I’m fine, just feeling a bit sick. Maybe we should head back?”

“Go back? Aren’t we going to the Noodle Restaurant?”

Zheng Xianjing originally planned to bring her sisters to give Ni Yang a piece of her mind at her noodle restaurant today…

After this incident, how could Zheng Xianjing still be in the mood to pick a fight with Ni Yang?

She needs to find out who the real Mr. Mog is as soon as possible!

She wants to become a truly superior person!

Zheng Xianjing continued, “Let’s not. She’s just a commoner, not worth my time.”

“Oh, we’ll just go back then.” The sisters ushered Zheng Xianjing towards the exit.

Just by coincidence, as they reached the entrance of the mall, they saw Mo Qishen walking out.

Usually, Zheng Xianjing would follow Mo Qishen regardless of anything.

But not today.

Such a loser, he’s not worthy of her.

Bemoaning her past blindness!

Thinking about how Mo Qishen had ruthlessly humiliated her last night, Zheng Xianjing felt anger rise within, what right does this loser have to insult her?

Thinking thus, Zheng Xianjing lifted her chin high, walking past Mo Qishen with a haughty demeanor.

From now on, she would make him realize that they are from two different worlds!

The future her is someone beyond his reach!

Regardless of Zheng Xianjing’s actions, Mo Qishen didn’t spare her a second glance, he calmly headed in the opposite direction.

If you look closely, you could see a hint of mockery hidden deep within his eyes.

Once Mo Qishen left, the sisters near Zheng Xianjing started discussing in low voices, “That man just now, he’s handsome! Even more so than the pretty boys on television!”

“Yeah, absolutely!”

“If only my boyfriend was that attractive!”

“I’m not asking for much, half of his looks would do …”

Zheng Xianjing responded coldly to their chatter, “Attractive? Can you eat attractiveness?”

Looks certainly can’t feed you, which is why they are trying to ingratiate themselves with Zheng Xianjing, hoping she can introduce them to a higher quality social circle.

Men die for wealth, birds die for food.

Who doesn’t want to be a part of the elite circle?

As days passed, with the end of the year drawing near, Ni Yang began preparing for the New Year purchases.

At noon that day, Ni Yang rode her bicycle to the station to pick up Ni Cuihua, to go shopping for the New Year together.

This was Ni Cuihua’s first visit since the renovation of the Milk Tea Shop and Noodle Restaurant.

Standing in front of the two shops, Ni Cuihua’s face was filled with disbelief, everything felt so unreal, like a dream.

“Yangyang,” Ni Cuihua held Ni Yang’s hand tightly, her eyes filled with tears, “Is this, is this really our shop?”

“Yes.” Ni Yang nodded.

Ni Cuihua just stared at the two connected shops, silent for a long time.

She was genuinely happy.

It was not easy for Ni Yang to have achieved what she has!

“Mum, let’s go inside, it’s cold outside,” said Ni Yang. Holding Little Ni Yun in one hand and leading Ni Cuihua with the other, “Mum, let’s be careful, Aunt Jinfang and the others are inside resting.”

“Ok.” Ni Cuihua nodded.

Once inside the shop, Ni Yang made Ni Cuihua a cup of milk tea. After showing Ni Cuihua around the shop, the two women, along with Little Ni Yun, left to make their New Year purchases.

As they walked out, the owner of the neighboring shop asked with a smile, “Yangyang, is this your mom?”

Ni Yang nodded, “Yes auntie Feng, this is my mum, and this is my sister.”

Ni Cuihua, no longer as humble as when she first arrived in the city, greeted naturally, “Hello.”