Chapter 1209: Mu Shaoqian Appears!
His tone was indifferent and cold as he finished speaking, then put his arm around Yan Xinxin’s shoulder.
"Don’t think too highly of yourselves. I, Mo Chuxi, have never cared about anyone’s opinion of me. Do your evaluations affect how much I earn today by even a penny?"
Mo Chuxi retorted coldly, his gaze sweeping over with a chill.
"Outrageous!"
He nonchalantly threw out the final four words and turned with Yan Xinxin in his arms.
"Baby, let’s go back to the office."
He looked down at Yan Xinxin and spoke softly.
Yan Xinxin had no reaction, but Mo Chuxi understood.
Among the Di Jue employees, Mo Chuxi walked with Yan Xinxin towards the Di Jue entrance, and their perspective instantly shifted completely.
Almost!
They almost fell for Xiao Yiran’s deception!
That’s what I’m saying!
How could their big boss be such a cold and heartless person!
He’s not cold-blooded at all; he’s very passionate!
Donating bone marrow isn’t something anyone can do; this is not a minor surgery!
"Mo Chuxi, stop! Do you think saying that can clear your name? You really..."
"Big brother, you’ve really caused enough trouble."
Xiao Yize simply couldn’t watch anymore.
Only then did the crowd notice Xiao Yize, Xiao Yiran’s younger brother, standing among them.
Honestly, the personalities of these two brothers are completely different.
"Ah Ze! You are my own brother, and at a time like this, you’re still helping outsiders instead of your own brother!"
Xiao Yiran accused.
"Ah Ze, you’re simply..."
"Young Master Xiao, could Xiao Yize’s actions be understood as supporting justice over kin?"
A reporter suddenly summarized with this sentence.
Xiao Yiran was taken aback by the comment, feeling the reporters’ focus shifting towards him.
"Young Master Xiao, shouldn’t you also provide an explanation for everyone?"
"Young Master Xiao, what do you have to say about the scene in that surveillance video just now?"
"Young Master Xiao, you’ve caused so much trouble and misled us media people to come here. What is your goal?"
"Were you trying to win over the Mo family’s young madam?"
Those reporters he had invited to the scene were now all directing their doubts at him.
Xiao Yiran was a bit at a loss and immediately called the bodyguards beside him to block those reporters bombarding him with questions, while he himself hid behind the bodyguards.
"I have nothing to explain! That video is fake! My audio recording is the real thing!"
Facing the media cameras and all the questioning eyes, Xiao Yiran stubbornly refused to admit and argued.
"My uncle heard the conversation between Mo Chuxi and Mu Shaoqian firsthand. He couldn’t bear it, so he chose to record it, hoping to expose the true colors of Mo the young master!"
He spoke with a righteous flair, pointing to the backs of Mo Chuxi and Yan Xinxin as they turned.
"Mo Chuxi, do you think because you forced Mu Shaoqian away, leaving him unable to live or testify, you can be so arrogant, fabricating lies, slandering me, and putting false charges on me! Now that Mu Shaoqian is gone, you can say whatever you want! You’re really insidious!"
"Xiao Yiran, the insidious person is you, fabricating lies, putting false charges, and slandering my brother-in-law, and it seems like you’re the one who wanted to eliminate any witness."
Suddenly, a voice rang out from the crowd.
Mo Chuxi and Yan Xinxin both paused, and all eyes unerringly turned to the source of the voice.
In the crowd, they saw a man dressed in a black suit, wearing a black baseball cap, walking leisurely to the center, then raising his hand slowly and removing the cap from his head...