C17 Ann Yiyi

"Look, it's really lively here. Your diamond necklace doesn't have a matching ring or earrings. Want to check some out?" Mo Ya nodded, weaving through the bustling crowd into the store.

Just as she was about to make her selection, Mo Ya realized she might not have any money. Actually, she really didn't have any. She had left her marriage with nothing, and the so-called compensation and benefits from the An family were all taken by her dear father, Mo Huai'an.

In terms of material things, Yem Mohan never let Mo Ya down. She hardly ever had to ask; each season's jewelry and clothes would be delivered to her without a second thought. But since the divorce a month ago, Mo Ya hadn't been out shopping, so this was something everyone overlooked.

Now, as she started to pick out items, Mo Ya was startled to find herself without money.

"Why aren't you choosing anything?"

"I'm just looking for now."

"Alright, let's browse separately. Don't worry, those reporters can't get in. Today is the grand opening, and many of the pieces are limited editions. Take your time."

"Okay, thanks."

After their brief exchange, they parted ways, and Mo Ya felt a bit relieved as she began to wander around.

To be honest, with Ann Yiyi's current status, landing such a top-tier endorsement is undoubtedly linked to the An family's high standing in the city. Seeing Ann Yiyi's proud and delighted demeanor made it clear how satisfied she was.

Recalling the information Ping'an had brought over that morning, Mo Ya had already set things in motion, and those involved should have received it by now. In this moment of glory, it's uncertain how long Ann Yiyi can maintain her position.

Mo Ya smiled and shifted her focus back to the jewelry around her. She thought she had successfully avoided Ann Yiyi, but little did she know, Ann Yiyi had already spotted her thanks to a subtle nudge from someone else.

As soon as the interview with the reporters ended, Ann Yiyi slowly walked over to Mo Ya with her purse in hand.

"Mo Ya, you're really something, aren't you? I always knew you weren't as simple as you seemed. You used to act like some pure, virtuous woman, but now look at you. Isn't it funny? Whose idea of a virtuous woman runs off with another man the day after her divorce?"

"You kept saying you were assaulted on your wedding day, but now it seems like you just found some other guy, huh? Shameless!"

After not seeing each other for days, Ann Yiyi's attitude toward Mo Ya had only gotten worse.

Mo Ya couldn't care less. To her, this woman was nothing more than a clown, one who wouldn't be around for long.

"What? Not talking? Playing the victim, are you? Mo Ya, you're disgusting. Luckily, our family has nothing to do with you anymore. I may not like Mo Lan either, but compared to you, she's a saint."

"Are you done?"

Mo Ya looked calmly at the person in front of her. Words that used to sting and embarrass her now left her unfazed.

It seemed she truly didn't care anymore. Her mind was set on finding the truth and dealing with those who had once treated her like she was less than human.

"Mo Ya, who do you think you are, talking to me like that? Do you think life will be all sunshine and roses now that you're with Young Master Yem? Dream on. We all know the Wan family's daughter is coming back, and I can't wait to see how you'll be tossed aside then."