Tang Yihan didn't continue speaking after that.

  Because she clearly felt that Mo Qing's aura beside Su Xiaoqing was no longer right.

  Tang Yihan bit her lip and bid farewell to Su Xiaoning in a low voice before leaving.

  All the way back from school to the villa, Mo Chenyu didn't speak again.

  Su Xiao Ning wanted to say something to him several times, but didn't know what to say, so she could only remain silent.

  After returning to the villa, Su Xiaoning's first thing to do was to piece together those torn certificates bit by bit.

  These torn ones can be easily pieced together.

  But grandma's little notebook for writing cards has been burned more than half, and it's afraid that it will be very difficult to repair.

  Sitting in front of her desk, Su Xiaoning gazed at the burnt notebook with a pained expression and silently cursed Mo Wenhao N times in her heart.

  After scolding enough, she was just about to put away that little booklet when a card fell out of it.

  She picked it up intending to put it away, but found that the card actually had a hidden compartment inside, and inside the compartment was an old photo of a boy.

  The photo was partially burned.

  Su Xiao Ning stared at the card for a long time, but couldn't recall having any impression of this boy in her memory. She carefully put the photo into her notebook and closed it up.

  When she has the chance, she will definitely ask her grandmother why there is someone else's photo in the card she gave her.

  After everything was done, it had already gotten dark outside.

  "Madam, Master has called and asked you and the master to return to the old mansion together. Please pack up."

  Su Xiao Ning raised her eyes and took a glance at the time. It was already 8 o'clock in the evening. Why did Old Man Mo want them to go over at this hour?

  She had a faintly bad premonition in her heart.

  By the time Su Xiaoning changed her clothes, Mo Chenyu was already waiting in the car.

  "Grandpa let us go so late... is it related to what happened with Mo Wennan today?"

  As soon as she got on the car, she carefully opened her mouth.

  "It is natural."

  In Mo Chen's low and melancholic voice, there was a hint of desolation, "I've said it before, Mo Wenhan is injured, many people will blame you."

  After he finished speaking, he tilted his head, and those eyes veiled by black silk looked at her, "Are you afraid?"

  "I'm not afraid."

  Su Xiao Ning shook her head, "I didn't do anything wrong."

  "Many things cannot be defined as right or wrong."

  Mo Chenyuan shook his head, seemingly amused by her answer, "Su Xiaoning, is your world really that simple, only having right and wrong?"

  Su Xiao Ning nodded, "Isn't it that if it's not right, then it's wrong? If it's not wrong, then it's right. Isn't this world like that?"

  "The teacher said that during the exam, no one cares about your thought process, the grader only looks at the final result, right is right, wrong is wrong."

  She is as simple and innocent as an unworldly child.

  No, maybe she's just an inexperienced child.

  Mo Chen let out a soft sigh and reached out to gently rub her soft hair, "A temperament like yours is quite rare."

  Su Xiao Ning didn't know whether his words were praise or criticism, so she just remained silent.

  The car soon arrived at the Mo family's old mansion.

  It was already past nine o'clock at night. At this time, the Mo family's old house had usually gone dark, but tonight it was brightly lit.

  Su Xiao Ning pushed Mo Chen Yu's wheelchair to the old mansion, where Mo Wen Han was still covering his bandaged chest on the sofa and being fed fruit by Huang Lu.

  As soon as Su Xiaoning arrived, Mo Wenhao directly let out a loud cry, "Grandpa, you must take charge for me..."

  Huang Lu also started crying, "Dad, that jinx has arrived, you must take charge of Wenhan..."

  These two people are yelling in an exaggerated manner no less than those who kneel down and plead their case in a traditional Chinese opera.

  At that time, Old Master Mo was sitting next to the chessboard playing chess with Mo Dongze. The mother and son duo let out a loud cry, and Old Master Mo's chess piece slipped, directly moving to the wrong position, being killed by Mo Dongze without leaving any room for escape.

  "I won again."

  Mo Dongze chuckled and called out to Mo Lao Ye to get up, "Dad, Chen Yu and Xiao Ning are here, you should go attend to them."

  Mo Lao Ye Zi raised his eyes and took a glance at Su Xiao Ling who was pushing Mo Chen Yu into the door, and slightly furrowed his brow.

  He stood up with a loud voice, "Follow me."

  The old man led a line of people directly into a room at the end of the second floor.

  When the butler opened the door, Su Xiaoning only discovered that this was actually a huge ancestral hall, with many ranks of ancestors worshipped inside.

  Su Xiao Ning

  The old man spoke directly.

  "In."

  Su Xiaoning responded with a sound and loosened her grip on the wheelchair.

  "Kneel down!"

  Mo Lao Yezi pointed to a futon beside him and spoke coldly.

  Although Su Xiaoning didn't know what he meant by this, out of respect for her elder, she obediently knelt down.

  At the moment she knelt down, Su Xiaoning clearly felt that Huang Lu smiled with satisfaction.

  "Bang!"

  The next second, the housekeeper beside him took out a whip and fiercely lashed it at Su Xiaoling's back.

  The intense pain of her skin splitting and flesh bursting almost made Su Xiaoling kneel down.

  She bit her lip, her voice stubbornly saying, "Grandfather, Xiao Ning doesn't know what she did wrong to deserve such punishment."

  "You don't know what you did wrong?"

  On the side, Huang Lu suddenly raised her voice by three degrees, "You first seduced our family's Wenhan, and then Wenhan didn't comply with you, so you took action against him!"

  Huang Lu gritted her teeth, "Just after marrying Chen Yu, you started flirting with his older brother. How shameless can you be? You still dare to say that you don't know what you did wrong?"

  Su Xiaoning endured the severe pain and smiled, "Auntie, you said I seduced Mo Wennan, do you have any evidence?"

  "Still need evidence?"

  "Huang Lu let out a cold snort, 'Everyone present can testify for Wen Han!'"

  As she spoke, she gave a cold glance at the steward holding the whip and said, "What are you waiting for? Hit him!"

  The housekeeper heard this and another whip "slapped" on Su Xiaoling's back.

  Only two lashes had gone down, and Su Xiaoning's white T-shirt was already torn apart, revealing the flesh inside that had been turned over. It was clear that the housekeeper who wielded the whip had used his full strength.

  Su Xiao Ning, who was kneeling on the ground, did not dodge or evade and endured this ruthless lash.

  "She murmured, 'I didn't seduce Mo Wennan, nor did I intentionally hurt him.'"

  "A dead duck with a hard beak!"

  Huang Lu stared at her with a stern expression, then turned her head to glance at the butler holding the whip, "Continue!"

  "Wait a minute."

  Just as the housekeeper's third whip was about to come down, Mo Chenyu, who had been silent all along, spoke up lightly, "Even Grandfather didn't say another word, but you kept whipping him one after another."

  "Housekeeper, are you going to listen to grandfather or aunt?"