345: Why Did You Deceive Me?

Why Did You Deceive Me?

An Yang rushed straight to Mo Shiyun's class. Mo Shiyun's classmates were surprised and curious when they saw An Yang enter.1

Wasn't An Yang going to meet his boss that he had just recognized? Then why did he come to their classroom?

An Yang walked straight up to Mo Shiyun and questioned her:

"Why did you deceive me?"

An Yang's eyes were burning with anger.

If it was someone else, he might not have been so angry.

However, this person was Mo Shiyun. Mo Shiyun lying to him meant a lot.

"Wh… What?" Mo Shiyun stammered. She looked at An Yang who was furious. All of a sudden, she was at a loss for words.

"What do you think? You said that the Jian family had wrongly accused you. However, they had evidence that your mother's hands were not clean. Furthermore, your mother was also telling lies! Yet you still told me that they wronged you. You even complained tearfully to me about it. Are you… Are you playing with me?"

An Yang was angry and hurt at the same time.

This was the girl that he wanted to protect in silence.

And yet, he was deceived by her like this.

"I didn't…" Mo Shiyun said as she bit down on her lower lip. An Yang's questioning and the stares of the students around her made her body feel chilled.

Even at this moment, Mo Shiyun still believed that her mother was not at fault.

She thought that people were deliberately spreading rumors. The rumors were spread to hurt her and her mother for the sake of Jian Yiling. The Jian family had no regard whatsoever for their lives.

Furthermore, she had no one else to turn to. However, An Yang was willing to help her.

She did get An Yang to go cause Jian Yiling some trouble. However, the Jian family basically made her do this! They forced her!

They had done this to her and her mother! So what was wrong with her fighting back?

"You didn't? You're telling me you didn't?" An Yang's voice was incredibly distraught. "Mo Shiyun, I must have been blind all these years! I don't know where that kind girl is anymore. The girl who stood by the roadside for hours to help a young child find her parents! That girl is gone!"

An Yang's love and admiration for Mo Shiyun had started at that time.

That was a very good memory for An Yang.

The kind yet serious girl had walked into his heart from that day onwards.

"An Yang, you have no evidence to back up what you're saying. You can't prove your words," Mo Shiyun said. She couldn't allow herself to be a fool. It would make her look weak.

"Mo Shiyun! Don't you dare tell me that you didn't lament to me yesterday that you and your mother were wronged by the Jian family! You asked me to go and help you get justice!"

"I didn't ask you to go and help me get justice! I did say that my mother and I were wronged. However, it was up to you whether or not you believed me! Either way, my mother and I were right! There's nothing wrong in saying the truth! As for causing trouble to Jian Yiling, that's your own business. I never asked you to go to Jian Yiling! However, why are you blaming me now? Is it because Jian Yiling is your boss now? Just because you have to listen to her, doesn't mean that you have to treat me like this! Is this the first thing that she asked you to do after she took you in as her lackey?"

Mo Shiyun's words made An Yang laugh.

As he laughed, his eyes turned red.

Ahhh… So this was the goddess that he had always wanted to protect. This was the girl that he had sworn to protect.

When he had rushed over to her classroom, he had expected to hear a word of explanation from her.

For a moment, he hoped that he had mistaken her.

However, that was no longer possible. The gentle, kind, and beautiful girl in his memories was not the girl in front of him.

Although her face was full of tears, he couldn't feel any sympathy towards her.

An Yang turned his head and walked out of Mo Shiyun's classroom.

"Brother Yang… Brother Yang…"

An Yang's lackeys chased after him. They were incredibly worried.

This was the first time that they had seen Brother Yang in such a state.

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