C27 Your Highness

At this moment, even the noble lady had realized the seriousness of the situation.

She immediately walked up to Mrs. Lin and held her arm. She whispered into her ear, "Xiao Ya, Prince Mo Jiahua is behind him. Let him go today. We can talk about this later if anything happens."

Mrs. Lin was not a brainless person. She came from a noble family, so she was naturally sensitive to imperial power.

Mrs. Lin gritted her teeth and suppressed her anger as she gnashed her teeth. "I'll let you off this day for now. Don't let me see you again in the future."

"Mrs. Lin, did I say to just let this matter go? Do you not understand human speech, or are you not putting Prince Mo Jiahua in your eyes? "

Ling Feitong smirked and put the Black Gold Card in his pocket. He turned around and played with the terminal on his right wrist. He lightly nodded and his sharp voice resounded throughout the entire staircase — —

"You shameless bitch, what kind of good have you done?! "Alright, I knew that you wouldn't be able to calm down. It's the same as your shameless mom, seducing men to come out. Looks like I can't control your restless heart even if I send you to Mo Jiahua's bed …"

Lin Zeyu's pretty face instantly turned pale.

"You recorded the sound?" Lin Zeyu looked at Ling Feitong in disbelief.

Ling Feitong turned off the recording and said, "I don't know if sending this to His Highness or to the entire Star Domain's Internet will have any significant effect."

Of course it would have incredible effects. Not to mention that Ling Feitong was Mo Jiahua's man, Mo Jiahua would never let go of the scandal of Mo Jiahua's lover coming out to seduce his brother. Even Lin Family alone wouldn't be enough to embarrass him — —

The reason why commoners had such a deep-rooted admiration for the nobles was because the nobles were always noble and would never say such vulgar, vulgar words.

Lin Zeyu frowned and said: "What are you trying to do?"

The corner of Ling Feitong's mouth curled up as he said with malicious intent, "Nothing, I just want Mrs. Lin to feel the feeling of being slapped."

Mrs. Lin took two steps back and stared at Ling Feitong like he was a ferocious beast.

She stood up straight and said sternly: "I am the mistress of the Lin Family, my father is the War God Tang Zhanhui, my brother is the Major General of the Empire, I am your mother. My father will never let you go, you little bastard! "

"Little bastard?"

As the elevator doors slid open, a deep, melodious yet ice-cold voice came from behind them.

Ling Feitong's eyelids jumped. He subconsciously wanted to turn around, but a hand pressed down on his shoulder.

Mo Jiahua's dark eyes swept over those people's faces as if he had swallowed a toad alive and asked, "Mrs. Lin, who were you talking about?"

Mrs. Lin's mind was already a blank under the frightening pressure that belonged solely to the Superhuman. She could not even speak steadily.

"I, I …"

"Good day, Your Highness." The three bodyguards didn't care about anything else, they immediately kneeled on the ground and bowed.

The others also came back to their senses immediately. Lin Zeyu knelt down on one knee and saluted half-way. He didn't forget to tug on his mother's hand that was always not online.

Mrs. Lin did not have many opportunities to see Mo Jiahua. Furthermore, every time she saw him, she would glance at him from afar or see him driving a Battle Mecha through the media.

This was the first time she came face to face with Mo Jiahua.

This feeling... But quite bad.

Mrs. Lin lowered her head and grabbed the sides of her skirt with both hands, bowing to Mo Jiahua. The noble lady beside her and her daughter also recovered from their initial shock and also curtsied.

"Good day, Your Highness."