"I said you can't forget her! Chu Yunhao, that matter was something we did together. Don't try to clean your hands so completely."
Chu Yunhao was provoked. He stormed over to her instantly, grabbed her hair with one hand, and said viciously:
"I told you not to mention her again! Your face..."
He saw a face swollen like a steamed bun. The former beauty was gone, and all he felt was disgust. With a frown of revulsion, he said:
"What happened to your face?"
Su Moli frantically tried to cover it, but it was too late.
"It's just swollen. It'll recover soon."
Chu Yunhao's expression was cold and full of disdain as he withdrew his hand, warning her in a somber tone:
"The most useful things about you are that face and your identity as Miss Su. If that face is ruined, don't blame me for turning my back on you."
Su Moli was startled, but soon, she asked bitterly:
"You're with me for ulterior motives, aren't you? Your goal is the Su Group. You don't love me at all!"
