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"Miss Han, when did I steal your things? You need to pay attention to the evidence when you speak. " Mo Nuan looked at Han Beile coldly.

"Evidence?" Do you have any proof of your innocence? "

"I have a witness. At that time, I wasn't alone on the balcony. There was another person, and that person was ?" In the end, she did not say the word Mo Zixi out loud.

She knew Mo Zixi very well. She would not be the witness for her, and instead, would fall to the ground and insult her. Furthermore, she did not want her relationship with Mo Family to be exposed.

"What is it? "I can't say. You don't have any evidence, but I do. That's her." Han Beile pointed at the girl who was pointing at them.

When Han Beile pointed, everyone looked at the girl. Mo Nuan also looked at her and slightly squinted his eyes, not knowing why this person would wrongly accuse her.

However, it only took her a short while to figure out the reason.

In fact, she did not have any deep grudges with Mo Nuan, which was because An Shi, the financial backer who caught her with great difficulty, had abandoned her to look for Mo Nuan, and because she had felt a deep hatred from him, she coincidentally ran into Han Beile, who was angrily looking for her things. At that time, without thinking, she casually said that she saw a woman walk out from the balcony a moment ago, and said that she wanted to escape, but who would have thought that Han Beile would directly drag her over?

As for that thing, how would Mo Nuan know if he took it or not?

She only wanted to take revenge, she never thought that Han Beile would have such a fiery temper, going up to give her a slap, and Mo Nuan was also not someone who was easy to deal with, he turned around and hit her back.

A hint of fear surfaced in the girl's eyes. Seeing the situation turn out like this, she didn't dare to speak for a moment.

"What are you afraid of? With me supporting you, repeat what you just said to me. " Han Beile looked at Song Yu in disappointment and dissatisfaction.

"I... I just saw her come out from the balcony and I didn't see anything else. " Song Yu stammered.

It wasn't hard to guess the whole process from Song Yu's words. It was only Han Beile dropping the things on the balcony, and then, coincidentally, Mo Nuan went to the balcony, but no one saw Mo Nuan taking the things away with their own eyes.

It was obvious that giving Mo Nuan a slap right from the start was a little excessive. However, they were only here to watch the show, so they naturally wouldn't pamper the little princess, who was a favorite of the Han Family, for Mo Nuan.

"Truly useless." After Han Beile heard Song Yu stutter like that, he angrily glared at her, then turned towards Mo Nuan and spoke in a natural, even merciful tone, "Then open your bag and let me carefully search. If I don't find anything, I won't pursue this matter."

Did he dare to not pursue the matter with her, or was he trying to get away with it?

Mo Nuan frowned. She didn't understand what kind of family could teach such a unreasonable girl to actually ask to search someone's bag when there isn't enough evidence. Could it be that they didn't know this was an act of naked humiliation?

Facing such a person, Mo Nuan felt that he had exhausted all of his patience, but he patiently explained: "Miss Han, I have indeed been to the balcony, but I did not see the thing you were talking about, nor did I steal it. I will not let you search my bag."

"Do you have a guilty conscience?" Han Beile was overbearing.

Scoundrel, such ear-piercing words, made Mo Nuan's entire person turn sour, he instantly looked at Han Beile and spoke with a heavy tone, "Before we have investigated this matter clearly, please do not use such insulting words on anyone else, Miss Han."

"I don't care. You have to let me search your bag today." Han Beile was usually spoiled badly by his family, the young miss had a temper so she had to do whatever she wanted to do.

Mo Nuan chose to take a step back, "Then Miss Han must think this through. If you don't find your things in my bag, you must personally apologize to me."

"Heh."

Han Beile looked at Mo Nuan with contempt, as if he had heard an enormous joke, and said, "What kind of identity do you have, to dare to ask me to apologize to you, it's simply a joke."

The meaning behind his words, even if he did not manage to find anything, Han Beile would not apologize.

Mo Nuan had never seen such an unreasonable person before. His chest was moving up and down in anger, and he said word by word: "If you want to search a bag, that's impossible."

Nearby, Wu Hao and Mo Pingshan had also heard the commotion, because Mo Nuan was standing right in front of them, and he looked to be in a sorry state with his mouth swollen up. However, his upright body did not show any signs of weakness, like a poplar tree standing upright in the sand.

Mo Pingshan's face darkened as he walked over with big strides. Wu Hao and Ding Rui followed behind him.

Mo Zixi had been hiding in the corner at this time and had quietly followed behind An Shi ever since she tricked him. She had thought that she would see Mo Nuan get unlucky, but who would have thought that she would actually witness the scene of An Shi getting beaten up. At that time, she was so angry at the Old man that she could not even hold a single woman back and lost a chance to take care of Mo Nuan for nothing.

She was more clear than anyone else whether or not Mo Nuan had taken anything out, as she was afraid that he would drag her out and reveal her identity to him. She had been hiding in the corner the whole time, refusing to show her face, but reality had proven that it was indeed so, and Mo Nuan had almost said her name.

What was even more infuriating was that when his father saw that something had happened to Mo Nuan, he impatiently rushed over. He had obviously already chased her out of the house.

Mo Pingshan walked over, but before he could even make a sound, he heard an aged yet imposing voice, "What's going on? "What are you arguing about?"

Everyone clearly saw who it was and quickly moved out of the way.

The voice belonged to not just one person, but five, it belonged to the host of the banquet, Han Dongxu, who had his arm wrapped around his wife, and another one who was the same age as him, with white hair at both temples. That was the chairman of the CSRC, Ma Haojie, as for his jade-like face, it was even more familiar, it was the A City Mayor Lu Nanzhe, who often appeared in public.

However, his gaze was always fixed on one person. It was as long and distant as the warm spring sun.

Yet the moment Mo Nuan saw this person, the tip of her nose couldn't help but ache. She was thinking how good it should be if it was Lu Chen just now, but she didn't expect that he would really come.