Chapter 93 - 93 Your Heart, Filthy to the Extreme

“Old man?” Mo Jun’s brows furrowed slightly.

Mo Xinyu’s laughter grew more mocking, “Isn’t that right? What kind of man would fancy a woman like you?”

In Mo Xinyu’s eyes, Mo Jun was synonymous with degradation.

She had nothing, save for a face that was still pleasing to the eye. Nothing else.

And she was a woman who had wilted, a woman who had given birth to a child.

So who would fancy her, if not for some old men looking for her youth and beauty?

The thought of Mo Jun willingly debasing herself by following an old man made Mo Xinyu want to laugh even more, “Mo Jun, don’t blame me for not warning you. Old men are shrewd; they’re only toying with you. Just make sure you don’t end up losing your body and gaining nothing at all.”

“So this is how vile your thoughts are,” Mo Jun said abruptly, her voice turning ice-cold.

Mo Xinyu’s face turned cold as ice, “I’m vile? You, to oppose us, seek the support of an old man, aren’t you the vile one? But then again, your very birth was sordid, so it’s only fitting you’d find a sordid old man!”

“There is no sordidness in one’s birth, but there is in one’s heart. And yours is extremely vile.”

“You…”

Mo Jun didn’t waste any more words and walked away with quick strides.

Mo Xinyu stared at her retreating figure, her face twisted with anger, but deep inside, she reveled in Mo Jun’s misfortune.

She was convinced Mo Jun was leaning on an old man for support; otherwise, why would she hide it?

If there was something to be proud of, she would have flaunted it by now.

So the man she was with must be utterly despicable, someone completely unfit to be known.

Thinking of how foolish Mo Jun was, Mo Xinyu felt quite pleased with herself and also looked forward to the day when Mo Jun would come up empty-handed.

Because no matter whom she used for support, Mo Jun… must die!

And for now, Mo Xinyu had to continue using her for research, a thought that made her very happy.

Then, in a good mood, Mo Xinyu spent the day comfortably lounging in the laboratory, watching TV dramas.

Although she knew a bit about research and development, she rarely did such work, and she detested these chemical experiments filled with medicinal smells.

But she was fortunate, for there were people who did all the work for her.

After finishing the TV series, Mo Xinyu turned off the computer and went next door to find Mo Jun.

At that time, Mo Jun had just finished a day of research, fully engaged throughout the day.

“If you’ve finished, bring today’s research data to my laboratory,” Mo Xinyu commanded coldly as she pushed open the door to Mo Jun’s laboratory.

Previously, to get Mo Jun’s research results, Mo Xinyu would play the part of a kind sister.

But now there was no need for pretense.

After all, once this research was done, Mo Jun would have to die, so Mo Xinyu couldn’t be bothered to pretend and preferred to treat her however she wished.

Mo Jun took off her white coat and without turning back said, “If you want something, come get it yourself. It’s not that easy to gain without working. If you don’t want it, then forget it. Either way, it’s not my loss.”

“Mo Jun, what tone is that?” Mo Xinyu raised her voice sharply.

Mo Jun turned around, her gaze icy as she stared at her, “Your tone dictates mine.”

Stepping up to her, Mo Jun unceremoniously pushed her aside, “In the future, if you want something, come and get it yourself. And don’t provoke me easily, or we both will go down!”

After speaking coldly, she walked away with big strides.

Mo Jun no longer bothered to conceal her disdain in front of her because she wouldn’t have to much longer.

On the contrary, Mo Xinyu would still have to put up with her to some extent, as they still needed to use her.