Mo Yue quietly walked Lu Yichen into the banquet. Their appearance instantly attracted the attention of many people. Their eyes were a little surprised, admiring, and sizing up. Mo Yue knew that the first two were for Lu Yichen, and

I'm afraid she only deserves to be looked at.

"Forgot what I just said?"

Lu Yichen's deep voice brought her back from her thoughts, and she forced a smile and followed Lu Yichen to the middle of the banquet.

Mo Yue was really not interested in these social interactions, but she still had to put on a gentle and pleasant look and stand next to Lu Yichen with a fake smile.

"I feel a little uncomfortable and want to go to the bathroom." She said softly.

Lu Yichen glanced at her with a hint of warning in his eyes, and she understood that he was telling her not to get into trouble.

She asked a waiter and found the location of the bathroom. Before she could walk in, she was pressed heavily against the wall.

She glared at the man in front of her who was pressing her down, "Lu Zichen, let me go."

"Oh, let go of you. You were pretending to be aloof when you were with me before, but now you are like a coward in front of another man." Lu Zichen's eyes were full of unwillingness and jealousy. Today, Mo Yue is too much.

It was so dazzling that it took him a long time to recognize that it was Mo Yue.

Mo Yue wanted to push Lu Zichen away, but Lu Zichen pressed her harder and harder.

"Lu Zichen, don't forget that I am your aunt now."

Lu Zichen's eyes were filled with color, and he lowered his head and kissed Mo Yue.

"Lu Zichen, what are you doing?"

Lu Zichen immediately let go of Mo Yue, straightened his tie, and turned to look at Song Yanran who was walking towards him, "Yanran, you're here."

Mo Yue was no longer restrained by Lu Zichen, and she instantly breathed a sigh of relief. She glanced at Lu Zichen complicatedly, then took steps towards the bathroom.

"Stop, why did you seduce my husband and leave just like that?" The sound of Song Yanran's high heels was particularly loud in this small aisle.

Mo Yue sneered, turned around and looked at the angry Song Yanran and said, "What you said is wrong. I did not seduce your husband."

The anger in Song Yanran's eyes burned even more intensely, "It's you, a bitch. How can you deserve to be here with such a lowly status?"

"Niece-in-law." Mo Yue said these three words calmly from her mouth.

Song Yanran's face had become distorted, and the hand holding the bag could not help tightening, and she said through gritted teeth: "You also know that Lu Zichen is your nephew, so what were you doing just now?"

How could Song Yanran not be jealous? On their wedding night, Lu Zichen called Mo Yue's name after getting drunk.

Mo Yue felt that Song Yanran was unreasonable.

"I don't have to seduce a man I don't want anymore. It's better to seduce my husband than to seduce him."

Lu Zichen's face suddenly turned pale, and he rushed forward, a little hurt, "Mo Yue, did you really love me back then?"

Mo Yue's heart hurt as if she had been pricked by a needle. Lu Zichen actually asked her this?

If she didn't love him, how could she escape from the house and go to the wedding to find him? If she didn't love him, how could she spend the money she saved to buy that watch for him? But these are no longer important, now Lu Zichen

He already has a wife, and she is married as a woman.

She turned away and walked into the bathroom.

Tears still flowed out, and her heart ached violently. She told herself that this was the last time she shed tears for Lu Zichen, and they would be passers-by from now on.
Chapter completed!