The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right-Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

The Xie Family’s mansion was in the same residential area as the Mo Family’s, not too far away. In the past, Mo Yangyang enjoyed standing behind her curtain and watching Xie Fengmian passing by in his car.

But now, he had seen the most miserable side of her. Mo Yangyang suddenly felt like the last glimpse of light in her heart was corrupted by darkness.

Xie Fengmian briefly looked at Mo Yangyang like she was a stranger. He said impatiently, “Step aside, and stop blocking the way.”

Mo Yangyang felt like a hard rock was stuck in her throat when she saw the look in his eyes. She felt a stabbing pain in her heart every time she tried to swallow.

She moved to the side, dragging her bleeding legs along the ground.

It was nothing but a farce in Xie Fengmian’s eyes. It had nothing to do with him.

When Xie Fengmian left, the pitiful look on Mo Shixuan’s face disappeared. She wiped her tears off and looked at the girls beside her.

They immediately understood her intention, and ran toward Mo Yangyang.

“B**ch, trying to run away after hitting us? Not today…”

They grabbed Mo Yangyang and were about to beat her up again.

A loud crash immediately drew their attention, and they quickly turned around.

A black Bentley had crashed into the red Porsche on the side of the road. The Porsche’s door was mashed out of shape.

The Porsche belonged to Mo Shixuan, the Mo Family had just bought it for her. She had not even put her license plate on it yet!

Mo Shixuan was enraged when she saw what happened.

One of her lackeys yelled, “Are you out of your mind? Do you have any idea whose car that is?”

The Bentley’s window rolled down. A voice asked, “Is it yours?”

It was a deep, pleasing voice. The man’s voice was attractive enough without even seeing his face.

Mo Yangyang had a bad feeling when she heard the voice. She completely forgot about her pain, grudge, and the fact that she was dying. She subconsciously trembled in fear.

Sh*t, isn’t that…

Mo Shixuan gasped when she saw the person behind the wheels. She stammered, “Fifth…Fifth…Fifth Elder Xie…”

Her lackeys covered their mouths in shock when they heard the man’s title.

Everyone in Xiacheng knew that only one person dared to call himself Fifth Elder Xie.

The youngest son of the Xie Family, Xie Xize!

He was Xie Fengmian’s youngest uncle, a legend every woman in Xiacheng wanted to meet at all costs.

Xie Xize casually glanced at the girls and said, “This car…”

Mo Shixuan immediately blurted out, “It’s fine, I know you didn’t mean it, I…”

Xie Xize’s lips curled upward, “I’m sorry, I did it on purpose.”

“Ah?”

Xie Xize’s eyes darkened slightly. “I found it annoying. It’s blocking my path.”

Mo Shixuan suddenly felt the temperature dropping all of a sudden. She stammered, “Yes…yes… it’s our fault for blocking your path…”

Xie Xize suddenly said, “Come in.”

Mo Shixuan was startled, but soon trembled in excitement. She was trying her best to withhold her joy. Her face blushed as she looked at her lackeys and saw the surprised and jealous looks in their eyes. It hugely fed her vanity.

Mo Shixuan slowly lifted her head like a proud peacock, and elegantly approached the car.

“Fifth elder, sorry to bother you,” Mo Shixuan said embarrassedly.

She reached her hand out to open the door blushingly, but as soon as she touched the handle, a bucket of cold water was poured on her.

She heard Xie Xize say, “Mo Yangyang, you only hurt your legs, not your ears.”