After a wealthy woman went bankrupt, her live-in husband became her sugar daddy.

Chapter 73 Don't Test My Patience



Chapter 73 Don't Test My Patience

Jiang Yichen bullies me, Lin Nan bullies me, everyone is bullying me.

I've worked so hard for so long, and things were finally starting to look up, and then this happened.

I couldn't suppress my emotions and burst into tears.

I squatted on the ground, letting the water pour over my head.

Suddenly, the bathroom door was slammed shut.

"Momo, are you inside? Is something wrong?"

Upon hearing my mother's voice, I instinctively covered my mouth.

My mom sensed something was wrong with me. She anxiously pounded on the door and asked, "What happened, Momo? Tell Mom what's wrong, don't cry."

My mother's concerned voice kept coming from outside the door.

Not wanting my mom to worry, I got up from the floor and pretended nothing was wrong: "Mom, I'm fine, don't worry, I'm taking a shower."

Even so, the sob and hoarseness in my voice couldn't be concealed at all.

My mom immediately sensed something was wrong with me. She gently comforted me, "Momo, why don't you open the door first? Mom's here."

Knowing I couldn't hide it anymore, I hastily turned off the water, put on my clothes, and then opened the door.

I tried my best to cover up the areas with paint.

When I opened the door, my mom quickly checked on me. "What's wrong, Momo? Can you tell Mommy what's wrong?"

As she spoke, her gaze suddenly fell on the red object under the shower.

My mom immediately became anxious, "What is that? Momo, don't do anything rash!"

As she spoke, she rushed into the bathroom.

She immediately noticed the paint on my clothes and quickly asked, "What happened?"

I tried to gloss over the matter, not wanting my mother to worry.

But she noticed something was wrong with me and rolled up my sleeves.

What immediately catches the eye is the conspicuous paint on my skin.

Upon seeing this, my mother was heartbroken, her eyes red as she asked, "Momo, who have you offended?"

I rolled up my sleeves and reassured her, pretending nothing was wrong, "It's okay, Mom."

When my brother saw me like this, he coldly scolded me: "You tell me to be careful, but what about you?"

I was speechless after he retorted, and could only lower my head.

Seeing that I didn't answer, he got up and left in a huff.

I thought he was angry with me, but not long after, he came back carrying a big bag of things.

"This is something that can wash away paint, go and try it."

I don't know how to feel.

I took those bottles and jars back into the bathroom.

The product my brother bought was effective; although it left some redness on my body after I poured it on, it washed off easily.

When I came out again, my brother finally spoke up: "I saw some clips of you PK'ing with those big streamers online. Were they deliberately bullying you because they had the upper hand?"

I didn't expect my brother to see those things: "No, it has nothing to do with them, those things have been resolved."

But my brother, with red eyes, persisted in asking, "If it wasn't them, then how did you get yourself into this state?"

Not wanting to affect my family, I kept quiet and only kept saying, "This was just an accident, nothing will happen, you don't need to worry about me."

Seeing my answer, my brother clearly didn't believe me, so he couldn't do anything about it if I insisted on not telling.

The next day, I went to work as usual.

But as soon as they entered the gate, Old Mo, who had been waiting there, pulled them away.

Of all the people in the company yesterday, only he saw me get splashed with paint.

He was extremely worried and quickly asked what had happened, "What exactly happened yesterday? Why did those people retaliate against you like that?"

After a few seconds of silence.

I still chose to bring this up: "The underwear manufacturer's products are not as described. My fans have all contacted me. I contacted them in the live broadcast room yesterday to ask for an explanation, and this happened last night. I suspect it's their deliberate retaliation."

Upon learning of the situation, Lao Mo was indignant: "They've gone too far, resorting to such underhanded tactics behind the scenes."

I sighed, feeling quite helpless. "They have no intention of taking responsibility, and their attitude is very arrogant."

Old Mo grew increasingly dissatisfied, his voice unconsciously rising several decibels: "How can this be allowed? Affecting your reputation is affecting the company's reputation. We must demand an explanation from them."

Old Mo stood on my side at this moment: "But I still don't know what to do. We can't do anything about them."

My voice sounded a little tired.

If they could do something like that yesterday, who knows what they might do next.

Old Mo also started to have a problem: "We need evidence for this. Let's go live first and see what we can do then."

Just as we were about to leave, Jiang Yichen suddenly blocked our way.

His gaze swept over the two of us, his expression suddenly turning cold: "Gu Mo!"

I stiffened and frowned.

What kind of trouble is he causing now?

"Knowing that he is a married man, why do you still pester him?"

what?

I was stunned.

Me? Old Mo?

I scoffed.

He remained as unreasonable as ever, and his words were incredibly harsh.

Lao Mo and I have always been innocent; there's nothing like that between us.

Jiang Yichen was baffled, and my tone wasn't much better.

"We were just talking about work."

He wouldn't listen to any explanations and coldly said, "Don't test my patience."


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