"Two years ago, influenced by the mental poison, you mistakenly killed Tang Sitian's mother. She almost smashed you to death with an ashtray; now you're even," Mo Shiche lifted his eyelids, "Moreover, if Tang Sitian really wanted to harm you, she wouldn't have waited until now. Over these two years, you've been in Milan, and with the Brian Family's power, dealing with you would be a piece of cake."
At this moment, a police officer walked over and said to her, "Miss Mo, the surveillance at the club is broken, we have no evidence to prove that Miss Mu drugged you in an attempt to harm you."
Mo Lier's pale face flickered, and she laughed coldly, "The surveillance is broken... huh, isn't it just what you say? Brother, I didn't expect you would also stand on Tang Sitian's side. These years, you've completely ignored me due to your amnesia. I don't matter to you at all, so... don't bother with me anymore; I don't need you to care about me."
