Mo Wan drove the car out of the garage and out of the Wong Mansion. As she was leaving the house, she looked behind her and saw the curtain on a window on the second floor move. She remembered correctly that it was Wang Manli's room.

The corner of Mo Wan's mouth curled up into a sneer. She wasn't the same Wang Xi from before, so she naturally wouldn't jump up and down just because of Mrs Liu's words. After experiencing all that, she had never believed in anyone. Did Mrs Liu think that a few simple words would make her look at them in a new light?

If that was the case, did she even need to return to the Wang family?

Before she had entered the Wang family, Han Zi Yu had analyzed everything about the Wang family. The Wang family's water was very deep, but the only people who wanted to deal with her were Lin Yuexian and Wang Manli. Wang Manli was not scary, the scariest was Lin Yuexian.

She did not need to be afraid of anything. If she could not even deal with a small figure like Lin Yue Xian, how could she talk about revenge?

However, she didn't let down her guard. She wasn't 250, so she was waiting foolishly for someone to harm her. Mo Wan drove while cautiously looking around, and not long after, she saw the suspicious car following behind her.

When she discovered the suspicious car, her phone rang. Mo Wan picked up Han Zi Yu's voice, "That little sister of yours is really vicious. She asked someone to scrape your face."

"You're quite well-informed!" Mo Wan's tone was laced with mockery. Han Ziyu had already received the news so quickly. Han Ziyu was clearly aware of the fact that others were staring at him. She didn't think that Han Ziyu was only following her closely to protect her. She was cooperating with him, so she clearly understood that he didn't trust her.

"Of course, knowing yourself and knowing your enemy is a hundred battles with a hundred victories. If I didn't get the news quickly, I would have already been killed hundreds of times by others." Han Ziyu didn't mind her taunting at all.

"Tell me, does this mean that my so-called little sister's attack will fail?"

"No, I don't want to interfere!"

Han Ziyu chuckled, "I just wanted to remind you to protect your face well. In addition, I won't come to save you, because if you need me to help you with such a small matter, do you think there's a need for us to cooperate?"

Han Ziyu's words were really cold-blooded. Mo Wan even suspected that this Han Ziyu was the same person as the Han Ziyu she knew. The Han Ziyu she knew was gentle and kind, and he treated her with all kinds of care, but this one was actually cold-blooded and ruthless.

If he hadn't investigated Han Ziyu and found that he hadn't met with any mishaps before, Mo Wan would have suspected that Han Ziyu was just like her, borrowing corpses to return the dead's souls.

"Han Ziyu, you're a complete bastard!" Mo Wan cursed as she turned off the phone.

There was a very quiet road to the golf course. There was a cemetery near that part of the road, and there were very few people there because it was a cemetery.

If these people wanted to deal with her, they would most likely choose to do it there. Looking at the time, she saw that there was still twenty minutes until ten-thirty.

Seeing that Mo Wan had sped up, and the car behind her had also sped up, Mo Wan didn't look at the car following her anymore. Instead, she focused all her attention on speeding and time.

At 10: 29, she finally reached the secluded section of the road. Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, the car lurched.

What was supposed to come had indeed come!

Mo Wan held the steering wheel with both hands, keeping the car in a straight line. He slammed on the brake pedal a few more times and finally stopped the car.

When the car stopped, the one that was following her also followed. When Mo Wan stopped the car also stopped behind her. Mo Wan saw a few burly, fierce-looking men get off the car.

Without the slightest hesitation, Mo Wan quickly got off the car and ran towards the cemetery by the side of the road. The few men saw her running towards the cemetery and looked at each other before chasing after her.

Mo Wan was wearing flat shoes today, so it wasn't hard for her to run, but those men were not vegetarians, so they were obviously much stronger than her.

However, they saw that Mo Wan was running towards the cemetery, so they came here a few times. They knew that the cemetery was sparsely populated, and the woman in front of them could not escape anymore.

The few men followed behind Mo Wan calmly as they approached her. Mo Wan's eyes scanned the cemetery, and when she saw a black statue-like figure, she shouted, "Help!"

Seeing her cry for help, the other men no longer approached slowly, but sped up their pace. Naturally, Mo Wan couldn't outrun those men. One of the men quickly caught up to her and grabbed her long hair.

However, it was obvious that these people would not show mercy to the fairer sex. While grabbing her, another person came over with a ferocious smile, and Mo Wan's eyes were filled with fear. She struggled desperately, "Don't hurt me, I'll pay you however much you want."

"It's not a matter of money, beauty." The man said as he raised the dagger in his hand. The light from the dagger was reflected by the sun, giving off a blinding light. "If you want to blame someone, blame your bad luck."

Mo Wan glared viciously at the man, "If you dare make a move, I'll die without a burial ground!"

The man was shocked by the viciousness in her tone. This girl was clearly a meat on the chopping block, but he didn't know why he still felt terrified after hearing her words.

However, this fear only lasted for a second. He sneered, "I want to see how you will make me die without a burial ground!" As he spoke, he swung the knife in his hand viciously at Mo Wan's face.

The air in the surroundings instantly became cold. Not only did Mo Wan feel the cold, the other men also felt it.

The man's dagger was already in front of her, but she was staring at him unblinkingly. The man's blade was already pressed against her skin, and the cold made her feel that something was about to happen, but she wasn't afraid. All she had in her eyes was hatred.

A clear sound rang out, followed by a clear wailing sound. The situation was reversed in an instant. The man who had used his dagger to slash at Mo Wan's face was lying on the ground, wailing, while Mo Wan was standing there unharmed.

Everything came from the addition of a person. It was a tall, middle-aged man wearing sunglasses. No one knew when he came, nor how he managed to quickly break the dagger man's arm.

Seeing the sunglasses wearing man alone, the other men looked at each other and surrounded the man in an encirclement. Mo Wan didn't see any fierce fights, and didn't know how the sunglasses wearing man did it, only a clear cracking sound could be heard. Within a blink of an eye, the other men's arms were broken as well.