72: Crazy critics vs. crazy critics

Chapter 72: Crazy vs. Crazy

Huang Yu turned around, enjoying the show, and leisurely glanced at Mo Linglong and Xia He.

Sure enough, Mo Linglong’s hand was already fully extended outside the rooftop, and Xia He, while arguing with Mo Linglong, was constantly swaying.

It was as if she would fall in the next second.

The cool evening breeze, at this moment, was like a death knell from Hell.

Mo Yong and Han Yuyao were both terrified.

Huang Yu was also a bit overwhelmed.

When did his ex-girlfriend’s Killing Intent become so strong?

“Holy cow, so this crazy woman wasn’t crazy because she had blood on her hands?”

“Turns out she was always crazy.”

While feeling a bit relieved, he also secretly complained in his heart.

“Luckily, I broke up with her early back then.”

“Otherwise, one day I might wake up in bed, castrated by this wicked woman, and wouldn’t even know it.”

What did he say?

In an instant, Han Yuyao and Mo Linglong, who heard Huang Yu’s thoughts, simultaneously shifted their gaze to him.

“You scumbag! Thinking about her, and then thinking about other women!”

Han Yuyao thought angrily, her gaze a little resentful.

But Mo Linglong’s gaze carried a hint of Killing Intent.

What did she mean, she was always crazy?

If it weren’t for you, that scumbag, would I have become like this?

When he used to call her ‘sweetheart,’ he wasn’t like this.

Now he looks at her with such disdain.

Pfft!

Looking at the murderous gazes from the two women, Huang Yu swallowed hard.

“Uh, why are you all looking at me?”

“I don’t think I’ve said anything yet.”

Hmph!

The two women snorted coldly, turned their heads, both not wanting to bother with this scoundrel.

Looking at Xia He, who was dangling in the air, Mo Linglong pulled her hand back and threw her onto the ground.

Thud!

Xia He landed on her bottom with a thud.

“Ooh… that hurts.”

Her eyes immediately welled up with tears, and she pitifully clutched her little bottom.

Seeing Xia He finally out of danger, Mo Yong, Han Yuyao, and the police officers all breathed a sigh of relief.

But before anyone could react, Mo Linglong slowly took two steps forward.

Slap! Slap!

Two loud slaps landed directly.

Two handprints instantly appeared on Xia He’s delicate, fair skin.

Xia He, who was originally rubbing her little bottom, was instantly stunned.

She remained motionless, sitting there with tears in her eyes, seemingly not yet having processed what had happened.

“Linglong, what are you trying to do?”

Seeing his daughter immediately deliver two slaps, Mo Yong was also a bit bewildered.

“Nothing, my hands just felt a bit itchy.”

Mo Linglong shook her hands and casually stated.

Huang Yu, on the side, started to complain.

This old geezer really has no shame. Someone almost killed your daughter, and you’re still asking your daughter what she’s doing hitting someone twice?

But if that knife were to stab you, given your sheep-like demeanor, you’d probably even ask them to pick a good spot to stab, so they don’t hurt their hand.

Just as he was complaining, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

It seemed there was a lingering gaze fixed on him.

Uh…

Huang Yu looked blankly towards the source of the gaze, only to see that crazy woman Mo Linglong smiling brightly at him.

To outsiders, Mo Linglong, the ice goddess, must have had a stunning smile.

But to him, it felt somewhat unsettling.

It just didn’t seem right.

Looking at Mo Linglong, Huang Yu felt increasingly creeped out, and he started complaining wildly in his mind.

“She’s sick!”

“This crazy woman is indeed sick!”

“Alright, Xia He, come with us for a statement.”

Han Yuyao stepped forward coldly and put handcuffs on Xia He.

“So your name is Xia He.”

Mo Linglong only now learned the little girl’s real name.

She then looked at her father, whose gaze had been fixed on the little girl.

There was a hint of mockery in her eyes.

“It truly seems like the man is willing, and the woman is agreeable.”

Then, Mo Linglong came up to Huang Yu and chuckled.

“And you, scoundrel.”

“Tell me, how should I punish you?”

“How about not?”

Huang Yu laughed awkwardly and raised his hands.

However, Mo Yong did not pay attention to his daughter’s words just now.

Just as Han Yuyao and the police officers were about to escort Xia He away.

“Wait!”

Mo Yong finally couldn’t hold back his thoughts and quickly stepped forward to stop Han Yuyao.

His expression was complex, with a hint of embarrassment.

His gaze fell on Xia He, who had turned into a little girl, and he pointed, saying, “Can I have a word with her?”

Hearing this, Xia He also looked up, a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

It seemed… there was also a hint of a different kind of emotion.

Seeing her father so spineless, Mo Linglong immediately became annoyed.

She no longer had the mind to scare that scumbag Huang Yu.

She approached her father, looking disappointed, her face somewhat gloomy.

“What happened tonight, I will tell Mom when we get home.”

Hearing this, Mo Yong’s expression instantly changed.

“No more talking, no more talking.”

Ignoring Xia He’s pleading eyes, he waved his hands repeatedly at his daughter and awkwardly said.

“I was just saying it casually.”

“Mo Yong, explain yourself!”

But Xia He was not happy now.

The person she had thought about for so many years was now right in front of her.

How could she remain calm?

Especially bowing and scraping to a woman, and the daughter of another woman at that.

At this moment, Xia He wanted an answer.

“You stinking scoundrel, why are you with another woman?”

“Am I really not as good as this little girl?”

“You, come here!”

Xia He’s crazy side also emerged; she directly broke free from the police officer restraining her, shouting Mo Yong’s name and spewing various insults.

She charged directly at Mo Yong.

Little He…

Mo Yong also felt an indescribable sense of sorrow in his heart.

If it were decades ago, he would have rushed over without hesitation.

But now, times have changed, and things are no longer the same…

Just as Xia He was only a few meters away from Mo Yong, about to grab the hem of the person she had yearned for.

Thud!

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Xia He flew out.

“Little He!”

Mo Yong couldn’t help but exclaim.

On the other side, Han Yuyao slowly retracted her foot, her gaze incredibly cold.

“I don’t care what connection you have with him.”

“Wait until you’ve undergone legal judgment and investigation!”

“Take her away!”

Han Yuyao smoothed her slightly disheveled hair, then with a quick flick of her wrist, she handcuffed Huang Yu as well.

“You also go back and continue to cooperate with the investigation.”

She snorted coldly, made a provocative gesture towards Mo Linglong, and tightened her grip on Huang Yu’s handcuffs.

“Let’s go!”

As Han Yuyao escorted Huang Yu away, she mumbled a warning, lowering her voice.

“Stay away from Linglong in the future, and preferably don’t have any other intentions!”

Watching this scene, Mo Linglong narrowed her eyes.

Looking at their receding figures, she seemed to think of something and suddenly started to laugh.

This, in turn, thoroughly scared the already nervous Mo Yong.

Looking at his daughter, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine as well.