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"What's the point of a biological mother kneeling down and a biological daughter remaining indifferent?"

"In front of money, where are our bottom lines?"

"A clash between money and human nature, who wins and who loses?"

"Mom needs to kneel when she sees her daughter?" "Regarding the human nature that we trampled on!"

One explosive title after another spread through the streets of the imperial city at the speed of a whirlwind. The sensational headlines were accompanied by clear pictures, but the half-concealed attitude of the main text instead aroused the curiosity of the citizens.

What finally made the situation uncontrollable was the headline of an entertainment newspaper that was famous for having no bottom line.

"The mysterious Mohl's has appeared!" "If there is a plot, there is a truth!"

The news spread very quickly, and with the Mohl's's mysterious aura, everyone would know about it in a short period of time.

"Hey, don't you feel that this Mohl's looks a little familiar?"

"Seems so. I also find it familiar... Right, isn't this the same person we saw just now when his mother knelt down without moving? "

"Yes!" Right! Right! It's her! If you say it like that, I'll match your number too! "

Similar conversations occurred in many places, and gradually people realised that the exposed Madam President was actually the cold-blooded girl that did not acknowledge her mother!

When Butler Mo and the rest got the news, it was already too late!

Outside of the Mo family's residence was an impenetrable crowd. Looking around, all they could see were the short spears and cannons. The group of 'uncrowned kings' stared excitedly at the door of the Mo family, as if they were injected with chicken blood, wanting to get the first-hand information.

But because of the Mo family's power and Mo Cheng Jun's cold-blooded attitude, no one dared to be the first one to charge in.

The two who were sleeping were completely unaware of the blood and gore outside. Their shallow breathing created an ambiguous and warm barrier in the bedroom, preventing outsiders from entering.

The Butler Mo paced back and forth in front of the bedroom's door anxiously, but he couldn't break through the Mecca's defense line.

"Mecca, get out of the way! It's already on fire, why aren't you reporting to the Young Master?

"No!" Mecca thought back to the warmth on Master's face last night. No matter what he said, he mustn't let anyone disturb Master, he had to let go of such a huge matter!

"You … You are simply unreasonable! "

The dispute between the two still caused Mo Cheng Jun to wake up from his sleep. Looking at the calm and unguarded sleeping face in his arms, the corners of his mouth curled up spontaneously.

However, when he heard the argument between Butler Mo s, he stopped smiling and frowned deeply. He carefully took out his legs, put on a pajamas and walked out of the room.

"What is it?" Although he had restrained himself, Mo Cheng Jun had still clearly transmitted this information to the Butler Mo and his.

"Young Master, I don't know why, but the photo of the Young Madam and the person who claimed to be her biological mother was exposed yesterday. There must be someone manipulating the flow of events behind the scenes. Now, the matter has become very lively."

"Hmm?" When he combined the words one at a time, it became a sentence that made Mo Cheng Jun extremely angry. However, when he was angered to the extreme, he actually laughed, "So, what happened now?"

"Now there are a large number of reporters gathered at the door of the Mo family. They are going to interview the young mistress!" Butler Mo couldn't help but shiver, as if he had seen his master's face when he was young.

"Good, very good!" Mo Cheng Jun's smile did not fade, he just walked to the main entrance wearing his pajamas and looked like he was taking a stroll. In the eyes of the reporters, it was like they were looking at a piece of fat.

The High Lama stood in front of the reporter, but he didn't say a word. His dark eyes slowly swept over everyone.

Everyone who was being stared at subconsciously took a step back.

"CEO Mo, what do you think of this matter?" The first person to break the silence was a young intern reporter. He boldly asked the first question with the spirit of not denouncing the public.

Mo Cheng Jun did not answer his question. Instead, he looked at the emblem on his microphone and read out the words "Southern China Newspaper" as if he was talking to himself.

His casual attitude gave the newcomer the courage to move forward.

"CEO Mo, do you know that your wife is the daughter of Xiao San? Why did you marry such a woman? Do you know what happened yesterday? "

"CEO Mo, do you know anything about the love and hatred between your wife and your birth mother? Do you think this will affect the Mohist Group? Will you divorce your wife for this? "

"CEO Mo, what do you think about this matter?"

"CEO Mo, can you please share your views on the entire matter and answer our questions?"

"CEO Mo, before your marriage, did you know that your wife was someone with a bad character?

All sorts of voices resounded, as though everyone who had been injected with chicken blood threw one question after another at Mo Cheng Jun, causing the questions to become more and more excessive.

The group felt something was wrong as they looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"CEO Mo, please do not evade our question! "As the media, we have a responsibility to tell the people the truth. Can you cooperate with us?"

He was still the same guy who took the lead. As he thought about the 5 million that someone promised him, his eyes became hotter and hotter. The questions thrown out by him were getting more and more out of hand …

"Or did you acquiesce to the whole thing? Have you ever made your mother kneel before you? "

The young man who had fallen into a state of fanaticism did not realize that everyone had quietly distanced themselves from him, until he mentioned the previous Mohl's. In that instant, a vacuum was formed in front of him.

"Huanan Newspaper?" Once again pronouncing the name, Mo Cheng Jun looked at the Mecca that followed him out.

Hearing Mo Cheng Jun's words, the southern China newspaper, which had followed Mo Cheng Jun for more than twenty years, came through the door tacitly. One by one, orders were given by the Mo family.

Looking at the empty space around him, the young people of the Southern Hua City newspaper felt that something was amiss. Recalling the Jiang Family's bankruptcy that night, his body trembled violently, but when he thought of the five million, he hardened his heart and continued to ask — —

"CEO Mo, please answer my question directly and give the public the truth!"

"I don't know, since when did our Mo family business become a public affair?" Looking straight into the young reporter's eyes, Mo Cheng Jun's words were spoken in an unperturbed manner.

Seeing Mo Cheng Jun opening his mouth, the young reporter wanted to take advantage of and give chase, but suddenly a bell sounded out. Seeing the name of the caller, he quickly picked up.

"Get back here, now! "Immediately!"