Mo Qiaoyan pushed the butler hard and said angrily, "You let me go. I am your master's future mother-in-law."
The butler glanced at her coldly and didn't bother to even give her an answer. He waved to another servant who was standing beside him and asked the servant to help take Mo Qiaoyan away.
Mo Qiaoyan had always been accustomed to being pampered. Upon being dragged away with servants on both sides of her, she cursed at the top of her lungs. "Mu Beiting, you're an ungrateful man. You have no conscience and have wronged my daughter. You will not end up well. And you, you little vixen, let me tell you, don't feel too smug. When my daughter returns, you'll become a nobody once again. Do you actually think Mu Beiting likes you? You are simply my daughter's substitute, and he's just fooling around with you. My daughter is the rightful Madam Mu, so you just wait to be abandoned."