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The Crippled Boss Loves Me

Chapter 130 - What’s the Difference Between You and Me?
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Chapter 130 What’s the Difference Between You and Me?

Even if he regretted it midway, he still… Ji Mo knelt on the ground. He clutched his head in frustration. Shen Hanxing’s gaze was cold as he watched this scene. Liu Che opened his mouth, feeling both pity and helplessness towards Ji Mo. He could only call out softly, “Mrs. Ji…” He wanted to speak up for Ji Mo, but he really didn’t know what to say. ????????????????????????????. ᴄ????m

“Sorry for the mess, Liu Che.” Shen Hanxing nodded slightly. “It’s not convenient for you to stay here today. I’m sorry.”

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“It’s alright.” Liu Che looked hesitantly at Ji Mo who was kneeling on the ground. After a moment of silence, he sighed. “Mrs. Ji, don’t blame Ji Mo… He… sigh, I’ll be leaving first.”

Just as Liu Che was about to walk out of the door, he stomped his feet and turned around to shout, “Ji Mo, it’s alright. If you have nowhere else to go, you can come to my house! If you sincerely repent, Mrs. Ji will definitely forgive you!”

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Wu Tong’s face was deathly pale. Her body trembled as she stood on the spot, not daring to make a sound.

The old men had been in high positions for a long time, and their auras were astonishing. When they did not smile, they were extremely imposing and gave off a powerful intimidation. With so many big shots gathered together and staring at her, Wu Tong’s legs felt weak. She had to support herself against the flowery rack as she could barely stand.

“Ms. Wu.” Ji Yan knocked on the armrest of his wheelchair, and his dark eyes were filled with unfathomable emotions. “I remember that I said that the Ji family does not welcome

you.”

“I, I came to deliver food to Ji Mo.” Wu Tong revealed a smile that was uglier than crying as she explained in a trembling voice, “I just came to take a look…”

“Just a look? You can destroy the flowers just by looking?” Shen Hanxing said angrily, “Wu Tong, look at you, you don’t know how to repent!”

“I… I didn’t do it on purpose. I really didn’t do it on purpose.” Wu Tong shook her head desperately. “I just fell off accidentally. Besides, I didn’t break anything expensive, did I?”

“I’m not interested in your explanation.” Ji Yan raised his hand, his indifferent eyes seemed to be looking at an ant that could be killed easily. “Pack up Ms. Wu’s things and send her to Africa. Without my permission, she is not allowed to come back.”

“No, you can’t do that!” Wu Tong’s eyes suddenly widened. The Ji family was a legitimate business family. Sending her abroad and stopping her from returning were already the best procedures. However, she was used to the luxurious life here. How was she supposed to live if she was sent to a backward place like Africa where they did not speak the same language?

Furthermore, how was she supposed to control Ji Mo if she left the country? Without Ji Mo, who would pay for all the money she spent in the future?

“I’m not going, I’m not going!” Wu Tong took a step forward. She threw herself in front of Ji Yan’s wheelchair. “Mr. Ji, for your father’s sake and Ji Mo’s sake, please let me go. I was wrong, I really know I was wrong! I swear, from now on, I will never set foot in the Ji family again. Please let me go this time…”

She cried her eyes out. Her exquisite and perfect makeup was all messed up. She looked especially pitiful, but Ji Yan was unmoved. He said coldly, “Scram!”

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“Mr. Ji, please don’t do this…” Wu Tong could not beg Ji Yan for mercy. Wu Tong turned around and knelt in front of Shen Hanxing. She hugged Shen Hanxing’s leg. “Mrs. Ji, I really know my mistake. Don’t you love Ji Mo the most? Please let me go on account of Ji Mo. I’m Ji Mo’s mother. Please help me and ask Mr. Ji to show mercy.”

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“Ji Mo, Ji Mo, come here quickly!” Wu Tong tugged at Ji Mo like she was crazy. “Come over and kowtow to your sister-in-law. Ask her to let me go. Hurry up and kowtow!”

Ji Mo was shaken by her tugging, and a tragic smile appeared on his face. He looked at his mother with reddened eyes. “I had disappointed them. How can I beg sister-in-law? I can’t even protect myself anymore. Mom, you can only count on yourself.”

Wu Tong fell to the ground in despair and cursed wildly, “Trash, you trash! Ingrate! How could I have given birth to a trash like

you…”

“Enough!”

“Slap!”

Shen Hanxing could not take it anymore. She raised her hand and slapped Wu Tong. “It’s true that Ji Mo is your son, but he is an independent person! Wu Tong. A person like you is not fit to be a mother!”

Shen Hanxing’s eyes were as cold as ice and her tone was cold. “Don’t worry. No matter how much you plead, I will not let you off. You will repent for what you have done for the rest of your life!”

“What right do you have to criticize me?” Wu Tong fell to the ground, “How much better are you than me? Aren’t you drooling over Ji family’s wealth as well? You’re even willing to marry a cripple for money? Hahaha, what’s the difference between you and me? You married into the Ji family and became Mrs. Ji. You’re just a little luckier than me!”