"Are you really Moli? Although your appearance has changed a lot, you are indeed more beautiful than before!"
Chen Shaozhong's aggressive gaze fixated on Moli.
In the past, when Chen Yuan, the ancestor, brought Moli to the Chen Family, he had seen her several times and had a favorable impression of her.
Unfortunately, despite his pleas for Chen Yuan to reward him with Moli, the ancestor refused, which greatly displeased him.
In his view, Moli was just a humble Loose Cultivator, orphaned from a young age, surviving only with the support of the Chen Family; she was no different from a slave.
He was a direct descendant of the Chen Family, yet his desire for a slave was repeatedly rejected, which infuriated him.
"Chen Shaozhong, I have important matters to attend to at the Chen Family today, don't cause trouble!"
Moli clearly despised Chen Shaozhong and even felt a bit of fear.
What was Chen Shaozhong thinking? How could she not know?
