At this point, An Yuya paused slightly and then continued, pointing at the other person and raising her voice: "And you were always aware of the engagent, weren’t you?"
An Yuya wanted to accuse An Nan of being a woman with complicated feelings, so she explicitly pointed out from start to finish that An Nan knew about the engagent but never explained how it ca about.
An Nan was so clever that she imdiately grasped the subtleties involved.
Without a trace of confusion on her face, she t An Yuya’s gaze from the stage below with a nonchalant smile and said, word for word: "An Yuya, what can’t I say? I do know about the engagent you ntioned, but so what? My mom and I were forced to leave the An Family early on, aning the An Family has nothing to do with , so what does the engagent made by Mr. An Senior have to do with , Lin An Nan?"
Who can’t play word gas? An Nan refused to believe that she, a top student, couldn’t outplay An Yuya, whose college education was bought.
Evidently, her word ga was successful.
First, she made it known that she had long left the An Family and was forced to do so.
Second, the engagent was made by Mr. An Senior and had nothing to do with her.
And her success foreshadowed the failure of so people’s plans. An Yuya’s accusation was effortlessly refuted, and in anger, she forgot the current occasion and lost control of her emotions, cursing loudly: "Lin An Nan, you unwanted woman, you fall for anyone you see. Don’t you just think Lin Mubai is young and wealthy? But don’t forget, you’re three years older than Lin Mubai, you shaless woman chasing after younger n."
"Shut up."
"Shut up."
At the sa ti, two sharp voices echoed from the stage above and below.
An Yuya’s triumphant look instantly froze. She dared not look at the gloomy face on the stage but continuously accused Mo Jinxuan beside her, who she still clung onto: "Brother Jin Xuan, why won’t you let speak? Isn’t what I’m saying the truth? Haven’t you forgotten the purpose of your return this ti? Is it not because of Lin An Nan? You’ve loved her for so many years, and she silently got married. Are you just going to accept it? Now I’m helping you, and you scold , you heartless..."
An Yuya continued to whimper and accuse, while Mo Jinxuan felt a headache coming on and finally said: "Enough, my affairs don’t need you to manage."
As his words fell, he strongly shook off the hand gripping his arm and continued to reprimand: "A woman doesn’t need to speak so harshly; it only makes you appear harsher. Moreover, my advice to you is to leave here quickly if you know what’s good for you, otherwise don’t co to if anything happens in the future."
Ignoring the shocked look in her eyes, Mo Jinxuan stepped before An Ruiyang and said word by word: "Mr. An, my matters with An Nan end here. Back then, we were young and ignorant, with no engagent or anything like that. Even if there were, it’s a thing of the past. An Nan never cared, and neither do I. An hour from now, I’ll return ho. Please take care of yourself."
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