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Mo Sanniang knew she was definitely teasing her on purpose. She blushed and glared at her before snatching the clothes back and folding them neatly: "You little stinker, always playing tricks on me!"

Lin Yuan giggled: "How is this playing tricks? I’m just helping sister try on the dress.

Oh right, Sister, you haven’t told me yet, who is the distinguished guest for whom this dress was made?

To have Sister personally making it, this guest must be quite extraordinary, and this dress must be very expensive, right? "

As Lin Yuan’s little mouth kept on chattering without stop, Mo Sanniang raised her hand and lightly tapped her on the head: "If you say another word! If you go on, I’m going to throw you out and never let you in my door again!"

Mo Sanniang had only tapped her casually without really putting any strength into it, but no sooner had she finished speaking than she saw Lin Yuan’s little face suddenly droop, her hand covering her forehead, and her little mouth pouting as if she were about to cry.

When had Mo Sanniang ever seen Lin Yuan like this? Who was Lin Yuan that a single tap would make her feel so aggrieved she was ready to cry?

"Dear sister, I was just joking with you." Realizing that Lin Yuan certainly had something else on her mind, Mo Sanniang hurriedly put the dress down and comforted her, "Don’t cry, don’t cry. Did someone upset you? Tell Sister, I’ll stand up for you and vent your anger!"

Lin Yuan secretly delighted in her heart, but kept up the pitiful act, mimicking Xiao Linshuang’s aggrieved expression, "Humph, it’s all because of that gown’s owner! He took my kindness for granted. I’m never speaking to him again!"

It was actually because of Meng Liangdong!

Mo Sanniang had thought of any number of people, but she never suspected it would be him! How could such an honest man have given Lin Yuan reason to be upset, especially since she was his boss!

"Him?"

"Is Sister Mo unwilling to part with him?" Lin Yuan still played the part, glaring sideways with aggrieved eyes at Mo Sanniang. Her look suggested that if Mo Sanniang defended Meng Liangdong, she would start crying, "Just now didn’t you say you would stand up for me and take action? How come when it’s Mr. Meng, you are silent? Humph, clearly you two are closer, and you don’t care about your sister anymore. "

Mo Sanniang’s eyebrows furrowed, wishing she could take back the words she had just said: "Dear sister, it doesn’t matter if it’s Meng Liangdong or someone else, if they bullied you, I will stand up for you! Come on, tell Sister exactly how he bullied you. I’ll go and vent your anger right away!"

"Really?"

"Really!"

"You won’t end up captivated by his charm and forget about me, will you?"

Mo Sanniang felt her back breaking out in sweat, the little devil—how could she say anything that came to her mind, including charm? If there were any captivating to be done, it should be him being captivated by her!

"Of course not, how could I forget about you?"

But as soon as she uttered these words, she saw Lin Yuan widen her eyes in disdain: "See, you will be captivated by his charm!"

Mo Sanniang was speechless; she really wanted to shut that girl’s mouth!

"Alright, enough. Tell me what happened. If you keep rambling, I really might leave you to your own devices!"

Seeing that her ruse was no longer effective, Lin Yuan giggled and explained how she had asked Meng Liangdong to be a teacher but he didn’t want to do it, which of course included the humiliation he faced in the school after he had sold the shop.

Mo Sanniang had always been puzzled as to why Meng Liangdong would sell the shop his parents had run for many years. Even if he didn’t know how to do business, there were still solutions. At worst, he could have hired someone.

But no matter how she pressed him, either gently or sternly, he refused to reveal the reason for selling the shop. Had it not been for Lin Yuan mentioning it, she would have remained in the dark about all these matters.

What hurt her the most was learning about the grievances Meng Liangdong faced at the school.

Mo Sanniang bit her lip, her fists clenched tightly.

After Lin Yuan narrated the whole situation, it suddenly dawned on her that Meng Liangdong, as a man, would certainly not want to tell the woman he loved about his own humiliation.

She had been thoughtless; she had accidentally let it slip.

What should she do now? If Mo Sanniang thought less of him because of it and broke up with him, the fault would be hers!

"Sister Mo, you, you..." Lin Yuan tentatively tugged at Mo Sanniang’s sleeve, wishing she could bite off her own tongue.