How much love is there in loving?

  "Hehe..." The girl smiled awkwardly, "Xiao Jie sister, can I call you that? Yi Er really likes Xiao Jie sister." The girl smiled sweetly.

  Do you like it?

  It's really "like"......

  Everyone is so angry that they can't wait to pull out her tendons, peel off her skin, and use her blood as an ingredient, mix it up and serve it directly!

  "Sir, madam, dinner is ready, you may dine now."

  At the dinner table, Mu Hao Yu kept serving dishes to Mu Zhi Qi. He gazed at her adoringly and said, "Zhi Qi, eat a bit more. You've lost weight."

  A faint smile on her face, but in her heart, she despises Mu Yu's superficiality.

  She has lost so much weight!!!!!

  Someone has been staring at her with extremely passionate eyes from start to finish, how can she not lose weight?!

  She's in trouble now, and she knows that Mu Yu will never let her have it easy!

  "Yu'er." The noblewoman stopped eating and turned her gaze to Mu Huaoyu. "Actually, the reason we invited Yi'er and her parents today is to discuss your marriage. You also know that you and Yi'er have been childhood sweethearts since young, and both I and Yi'er's parents hope that you two can be together." The noblewoman's gaze occasionally darted towards Mu Zhiyuan.

  She ate by herself.

  Does this have anything to do with her?

  She just came to act for Mu Haoyu. What does it have to do with her who Mu Haoyu marries?

  "Mom! You clearly saw me and Xiaoyu together. Are you asking me to abandon Xiaoyu? I'm telling you, I won't be able to do that! This lifetime, I will only marry Xiaoyu!"

  "Cough...cough...cough..." Mo Zixi coughed a few times.

  Marry no one but her?

  She glanced at Mu Zhiyao. Is he out of his mind?! How could he use her as a shield like that?! She really shouldn't have agreed to it! She's going to be the one who ends up suffering!

  She shot Mu Haoyu a fierce glance.

  The noblewoman seemed to be ignoring Mu Huaoyu's opinion, she turned her head to look at Mu Zhiyin and said: "Miss Mu, I don't care what method you used to get close to my son, but I'm asking you to leave him. Name any price you want." As soon as the words fell, the servant next to the noblewoman brought over a check, she wrote down a string of numbers with a flourish and handed the check in front of her.

  She smiled slightly, picked up the check, and glanced at the number on it. It was five million...

  "Rip——" The check was torn into two pieces by her. She put the check on the dinner table, with a hint of disgust in her beautiful eyes, looking at the noble woman. "Madam, why do you have to insult me with money? I've never been short of it......"

  "Is that too little? No problem, I can add two more zeros. Is that enough?" The noblewoman tore off another check and handed it to Mu Zhiyu.

  "Madam, I've told you already, I'm not short of money. You really don't have to insult me with your wealth. Right, Yu?" Mu Zhi's gaze shifted towards Mu Hao Yu sitting beside her, a faint smile on her face.

  His eyes met Mu Zhi's gaze and he felt a chill run down his spine, "Yes, mom, I really love Zhi'er. Don't separate us, okay?"

  "Xiao Er Jie..."

  Yexier, who was sitting on the side, suddenly spoke up. She looked at Muzi with a pitiful expression, her beautiful eyes filled with tears that seemed to be about to fall at any moment.

  "Xiao Jie, I really like Yu Gege so much! Really love him! Yi'er is begging you, please let Yu Gege go, okay? Don't bully Yu Gege anymore, okay? Yu Gege is the person Yi'er loves most!"

  She swirled the red wine in her cup, took a sip, and raised an eyebrow with a hint of a mysterious smile, "Is it really my favorite..."

  How much more love is there...

  The corners of her mouth involuntarily rose slightly.