Chapter 8 Chapter Eight Ruoli

Chapter 8 Ruoli 1 KFC on Saturday was crowded and lively. Mo Sheng never thought that Yi Chen would bring her here, and tugged at Yi Chen's sleeve: "Yi Chen, did you go to the wrong door?" "No." "Didn't you say that this is a place only children like?" "You used to like this place very much." A trace of unappreciated anger flashed across Yi Chen's face. Uh…… "Then I'll take the seat." Mo Sheng wisely took the easy jobs. Sitting by the window on the second floor, after taking two bites of the hamburger, Mo Sheng couldn't eat anymore, shaking the Coke, talking to Yi Chen without saying a word, talking about something she just translated for some reason.

Yi Chen raised his eyebrows: "Since when did you become so interested in the law?" "Well... it's always good to know more about the law." "That's not necessary." Yi Chen smiled, "You can continue to be your legal illiteracy. As long as you don't want a divorce, I can help you." Ah?Mo Sheng froze, is he joking? "Xiao He, why are you here?" A surprised female voice sounded behind Mo Sheng. Mo Sheng turned her head and saw a woman in her thirties walking towards them with a pair of lovely twins. "Uncle He!" The twins yelled loudly in unison, and one of them said, "Uncle He, your girlfriend is so beautiful."

"Fang Prosecutor." Yi Chen stood up and said hello. This woman who looks very smart and capable is the prosecutor of the district procuratorate. Yi Chen has a case in his hand and she is the public prosecutor. Fang Jian patted his son's head, "Don't be too big or too young." Then he smiled and said to Yi Chen, "Lawyer He is too shabby, it's a waste of your daily income, how can you invite people to eat at this kind of foreign roadside stall?" .” Yi Chen smiled: "Some people like to eat." This "someone" wouldn't refer to her, Mo Sheng murmured to herself.I really liked it when I was in college, but if I still like it after staying abroad for so many years, it means that there is something wrong with my sense of taste.

"What's wrong, barrister Hong Luan's star has moved?" Who is Fang Jian? He came out of the procuratorate. It's professional quality to judge words and demeanor, and he immediately heard ambiguity from He Yichen's short five words.He looked at Mo Sheng indiscriminately, it seems that this student-like girl is different to He Yichen. "Where is it?" Yi Chen walked over hastily, but didn't answer, "I heard that Fang Jian is going to be promoted, so let me congratulate you first." "There's nothing left to say about the horoscope." Although Fang Jian looked happy, he still spoke modestly, he hesitated for a while and said, "Xiao He, I wanted to ask you last time I saw you, but I answered the phone and turned around and forgot. I heard that you took the case of Wei Daguang?"

"Nothing, it's just that his relatives came to consult." Wei Daguang used to be the deputy mayor of a prefecture-level city, suspected of embezzlement and misappropriation of over 100 million yuan. There have been many reports about this case in newspapers recently.Mo Sheng works in the well-informed media industry, so naturally she has heard about it, but these news always remind her of some unhappy past events, so she seldom cares about them. Fang Jian smiled reassuringly: "If you accept this case, I will be worried. However, I have already told people in our office that Xiao He never accepts this kind of corruption and bribery cases." He sighed a little, " If every lawyer was like you, how could some criminals get away with it?"

Chapter 8 Ruoli 2 "The prosecution has won the prize, and criminals also have the right to defense. I don't accept such cases because of personal reasons." personal reasons? Mo Sheng's speed of stirring the ice cubes slowed down obviously, looking at Yi Chen's calm expression, she was a little absent-minded. Fang Jian said with a smile: "No matter what, it will be much easier if you don't pick me up. Well, I'm leaving too, babies and uncle." "Uncle, sister goodbye!" The twins said in unison. "What uncle, sister, barking nonsense!" Fang Jian knocked on his precious sons and took them away one by one.

As soon as they left, the originally lively atmosphere immediately cooled down, Mo Sheng's mind was still on the "personal reasons" Yi Chen said, she had to think of herself. "Yi Chen." Mo Sheng lowered her head and poked the ice cubes floating on the cola with a straw, "Do you mind my father's affairs?" Yi Chen didn't make a sound, and Mo Sheng continued with some lack of confidence: "Actually, my father is a very nice person, and those things..." "It's none of my business." The words that he mustered up his courage to speak were interrupted coldly by Yi Chen.

The straw in Mo Sheng's hand missed the ice cube, it directly hit the cup, the cup overturned, the coke was overturned all over the table, dripping along the edge of the table onto Mo Sheng's white sweater. After being dazed for several seconds, Mo Sheng picked up the paper towel and wiped the Coke on the table mechanically and quickly, very seriously and vigorously, but her fingers were trembling slightly. What did he say?Yi Chen closed his eyes. the second time. The second time I couldn't control myself. Gathering his mind, Yi Chen leaned over and took the tissue in her hand: "I'll do it."

When Mo Sheng came back to his senses, the tissue in his hand had changed hands. He lowered his head, focused and carefully wiped the stains on her sweater, his slender fingers were firm and powerful, through the gaps in his hair, he could see his determination eyebrow... Yi Chen, very close. So far away, what is it? "I won't go to the office in the afternoon." Mo Sheng said in a low tone. Yi Chen stopped and looked at her, he didn't know what emotion was in his dark eyes. "I'm going shopping and I need to buy something." Mo Sheng said in a low voice, "Anyway, I can't help you much."

In fact, there is nothing to buy at all. Walking aimlessly in the crowded street, Mo Sheng felt a little depressed.Perhaps it is wrong to choose to go shopping. Such a lively environment will only make lonely people even more lonely. This month has been like a dream. Chapter 8 Ruoli 3 The two who were about to be strangers suddenly had the closest marriage relationship.There is no buffer, and all the processes are skipped, but the unfamiliar and difficult knots caused by years of separation cannot be skipped. her father. her previous marriage. It seemed like the problem was all her.Mo Sheng smiled wryly.

After visiting several stores, trying on two sweaters, and looking at the person in the full-length mirror, I always felt that something was not suitable. Probably born from the heart. I remember getting my hair cut. The best thing to find in the city is a barber shop. When you leave the clothing store, you can see it when you look up. Artistic barber? It was a very familiar name, Mo Sheng searched in her mind, and finally remembered that this is a shop strongly recommended by Xiao Hong.Xiaohong's taste has always been terrible, but there are so many people waiting inside, it's not like everyone is like Xiaohong. Pushing open the door and sitting down, it was her turn after more than an hour. "How do you want it cut?" asked the barber. "Just keep it short." "that's it?" "Ok." "That's great." Mr. Barber was a little strangely happy, "I like to play freely." The last sentence was close to talking to himself, and Mo Sheng didn't pay much attention to it. After another hour or so... Mo Sheng stared at the person in the mirror, why? "Why is it like this?" The unevenness looks like it has been chewed by some animal. "You don't think it looks good?" The barber stared at her aggressively, the scissors in his right hand were shining coldly, and the hair dryer in his left hand was cheering. "Uh... no." Mo Sheng was immediately mighty and subdued, "Actually, take a closer look...it's pretty good." "Really?" The barber looked suspiciously at the sincere Mo Sheng, "What do you think is good?" Where is it?Is combing as effective as not combing? "Hmm... that, very... art, yes, very art." Thinking of the name of the shop, Mo Sheng nodded her head with certainty. "Really?" This "really" has a completely different tone, and Mr. Barber is so proud that his hair is about to fly. With a big wave of his hand, the professional weapon drew a graceful arc in the air: "Your head doesn't need any money." Doesn't she want money for her head?Why did it sound so bloody, Mo Sheng carefully determined: "You mean I don't have to pay?" "Yes, for free." "Why?" Mo Sheng was stunned.If it wasn't for the overbearing expression on Mr. Barber's face, Mo Sheng would have suspected that he had broken the cut and dared not accept money. The barber shook his head, with a look of loneliness that no one understood: "Don't you know that art is priceless? So in my shop, I only charge for bad haircuts, because it is a failed work, not art... " Very artistic logic, because the listeners don't understand it at all. Before she was successfully brainwashed by Mr. Barber and escaped, Mo Sheng walked aside consciously, and couldn’t help but look into the shop windows of roadside shops frequently along the way, and the people in the shop windows also looked at her with messy hair on their faces. Staring at the glass, the more she thought about it, the more amusing she became, Mo Sheng couldn't help laughing out loud. People passing by looked at her inexplicably, and it was hard to imagine that someone would be so happy with such a head of hair. "Miss, do you want to go into the store and have a look?" Chapter 8 Ruoli 4 The shop assistant's warm greeting sounded, and Mo Sheng realized that she had been staring at the models in someone's window for a long time.When she is in a daze, she likes to stare at something without moving her eyes. In the past, Yi Chen was often stared at with horror. "Okay." Mo Sheng walked into the store with a little embarrassment under the friendly smile of the store clerk. The store sells a well-known brand of men's clothing, Mo Sheng was just looking at it casually, but stopped in front of a windbreaker. Very simple style, the color that Yi Chen likes... He couldn't help touching the collar, imagining that if Yi Chen wore it, it would look good. "Miss, help your boyfriend buy clothes? This is the latest model this year. It's 20% off now, only three thousand and two." Mo Sheng was taken aback when she heard that, it was so expensive, it was almost her monthly salary, where did she bring so much money with her.Shaking his head apologetically to the shop assistant, the shop assistant smiled kindly. When he walked to the door of the store, he still felt reluctant. This dress really suited him.Mo Sheng suddenly thought of the card Yi Chen had given her. Walk back quickly: "Can I swipe my card here?" The "swish" sound stopped. "Miss, please sign here." Picking up a pen and almost habitually writing his own name, luckily he remembered in time that this was Yi Chen's card and he should sign "He Yi Chen". He Yichen... has written his name many times. What did she get angry with Yi Chen once?I don't really remember much, I just remember going to self-study alone, taking advanced mathematics, doing the problems, obviously opening a draft, when she came back to her senses, the paper was already filled with "He Yichen". Then Yi Chen's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Mo Sheng, you made a mistake." He looked at her with a smile in his eyes. "Where is it?" The shame of being caught disappeared immediately, and he picked up a pen and wrote it to him stroke by stroke, "He Yichen", what's wrong? "The order of the strokes is wrong. The 'ke' on the right side of 'He' should be written first with the '口' inside, and the last is the vertical tick...Come on, write it again." She must have been fooled by his seriousness, but she actually picked up the pen and seriously prepared to write it again.It wasn't until he finished writing "He" that he realized: "He Yichen, why did I write your name!" Mo Sheng handed the signed form to the clerk, and the clerk gave her the bag with a smile: "Welcome to visit next time." Memories of the past made the mood that had just gotten better start to drop again, and when she walked out of the shop, Mo Sheng stood there in a daze. The sweetness of the past is out of reach, but the sorrow of reality is inseparable. When will they regain their former happiness?And when will this repeated mood stop? Thinking that Yi Chen would not go back so early, Mo Sheng finished dinner on the street and arrived home after eight o'clock. Open the door, the room is really dark. While fumbling for the light switch, a deep male voice sounded. "came back?" "Yi Chen?" Mo Sheng, who was unprepared, was taken aback. The voice came from the balcony, Yi Chen's tall body turned his back to her, without turning around. The air between them was a little oppressive. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" Yi Chen asked heavily, with a little red light burning between his fingers. what phone?cell phone?Mo Sheng took out her mobile phone from her bag, and found that it had already been turned off. "The phone is dead." out of battery?That's right.Yi Chen seemed to relax suddenly, and his voice suddenly became a little tired. "Go to bed early." "Yeah." Mo Sheng responded, thought for a while, and said with determination: "Yi Chen, I have something to tell you." "Say what?" Mo Sheng bit her lower lip and said: "I don't think we are like a couple, we..." Chapter 8 Ruoli 5 "Really?" Yi Chen said mockingly, "Then what should a couple look like? You should have much more experience than me in this regard." There was no sound behind him for a long time, Yi Chen extinguished his cigarette, turned around, and Mo Sheng was standing three or four meters away with her bag, her lips tightly pressed, her face pale. "I bought clothes for you." Mo Sheng stared at the floor and said softly, "It's just using your card, do you want to try?" The sudden pain in his heart made Yi Chen clenched his fists subconsciously. For so many days, what he fantasized about was that one day Mo Sheng could stand in front of him again, reach out and touch, it was no longer an illusion.Now that she has truly stood in front of him, what more could he wish for? "You..." Yi Chen lowered his tone, then stopped abruptly, staring at her hair with a livid face. Aware of his strong gaze that cannot be ignored, Mo Sheng raised her head.He's looking at her hair?She was a little embarrassed. "...I cut my hair." "I have eyes to see." With a stiff tone, there was something condensed in Yi Chen's eyes, and finally he turned his head restrainedly, as if he couldn't bear to look at her more than once. He quickly lit another cigarette, and after a long time, he said in an extremely depressed voice, "Go to sleep." "But……" "Don't talk to me now." He interrupted her roughly. Even though he was so tired from walking around, Mo Sheng didn't feel sleepy at all, lying on the bed and listening to his footsteps from the balcony to the study, and after a long time, from the study to the guest room, and then the sound of closing the door, finally there was complete silence. Mo Sheng didn't know when she fell asleep. I woke up the next day with an itchy throat and felt very uncomfortable. Judging from years of experience, I probably caught a cold again. Yi Chen was no longer at home, so Mo Sheng found some medicine and took it, and hurriedly dismissed lunch, but she still felt unwell, so she went to bed. When she woke up, it was dark outside the window, Yi Chen was standing in front of the bed, with his hand resting on her forehead, with a serious expression on his face. Mo Sheng looked at him and suspected that she was dreaming. Yi Chen moved his big hand away: "Get up, I'll take you to the hospital." "Uh..." Don't be so exaggerated, "I just have a cold." "You have a fever." "I've already taken the medicine." Mo Sheng insisted. He looked at her, nodded, said nothing, got up and walked away.Mo Sheng thought that he would not insist anymore, but felt slightly disappointed for some reason. But Yi Chen walked to the closet, took out her clothes and put them in front of her. "Do you want to do it yourself or shall I change it for you?" The liquid in the infusion tube fell drop by drop, but she still came to the hospital. Thinking of someone who almost forced her to change clothes just now, Mo Sheng blushed suddenly, and shot annoyed eyes at the person reading the documents opposite. As if feeling her gaze, Yi Chen raised his head, and Mo Sheng quickly turned his head away. Yi Chen didn't take it seriously, as if he remembered something, he stood up and went out for a while, and when he came back, he took an entertainment newspaper and put it in her hand. Mo Sheng pretended not to see it, and took a newspaper left by someone else from the empty seat beside her and started to read it. Chapter 8 Ruoli 6 Yi Chen raised his eyebrows and let her go.My wife wants to learn more, so it might be a good thing to study securities investment. Mo Sheng stared at the newspaper that was brought by hand.what!Most of them were messy pictures, and finally there were a few words. A series of numbers and professional terms made her dizzy even more. regret! He glanced at the colorful newspaper... really wanted to take it over and read it, and then looked at Yi Chen, who was lowering his head, as if he was very focused. He probably wouldn't have noticed... His hand quietly moved over, and when he was about to get it, Yi Chen suddenly turned over a page of the document, and then retracted it immediately. never mind!Mo Sheng was discouraged, but it was only over an hour, so it was very easy to endure. This can be endured, but some things are not easy to endure.Half an hour later, Mo Sheng began to sit still. Yi Chen noticed her movement, frowned, turned to an elderly woman in her fifties and said, "Can I help you?" After coming back from the bathroom, Mo Sheng held back for a while but couldn't help asking him: "How do you know what I want to do?" He didn't even bother to lift his head, and threw four words to her sparingly: "General inference." this person!Mo Sheng glared at him. After returning from the hospital, Yi Chen stared at Mo Sheng and fell asleep, then turned off the light in the bedroom and went to the study. I don't know if it's because of sleeping too much in the afternoon or because of that bottle of drip, but Mo Sheng's energy has improved a lot, and she doesn't want to sleep at all.Turning over on the bed twice, I suddenly remembered something and almost jumped up. God!She is going to Hong Kong tomorrow, and she has nothing prepared. She really doesn't know what she has been doing these two days, and she has completely forgotten such an important thing. Hastily got up from the bed, dug out the travel bag and began to pack things. The movement was too hasty, the document fell on the ground, Mo Sheng bent over to pick it up, but there was a hand picking it up faster than her. Huh? As soon as he got up, his wrist was immediately grasped tightly. Yi Chen held his ID card, his eyes were filled with gloom: "What are you doing?" "...Pack up your things." His wrist was very painful, and Mo Sheng wanted to break free, but he grabbed him even tighter. Sweeping his eyes to the side of the already packed luggage, the haze in Yi Chen's eyes became thicker: "Where are you going?" Remembering that she hadn't told him yet, Mo Sheng replied obediently: "Hong Kong." Hongkong? Yi Chen's anger gradually condensed.If it wasn't for him to happen, no, not at all!If he didn't want to see if she was sleeping well, would she disappear without a trace tomorrow morning without his knowing? Does she have any self-consciousness about being a wife?Does she understand that she is already his wife, and she can no longer abandon him and leave alone like before? The wounds of the past were severely torn open, and Yi Chen's hand strength uncontrollably increased, and he stared at her with gloomy eyes unrelentingly: "Okay, tell me, how many years are you going to go this time?" What is he saying?Mo Sheng felt that the groggy from the cold was coming again, and the pain on her wrist was becoming more and more difficult to ignore: "Yi Chen, can you let me go first?" Let her go? Chapter 8 Ruoli 7 Don't think about it! Pulling hard, she fell into his arms.Yi Chen bowed his head and kissed her fiercely, not tenderly, but fiercely and angry. That kind of kissing method is to swallow her whole body, even stingy with giving her room to breathe.The arms around her waist tightened more and more, as if they wanted to rub her into his body and become a part of him from then on. "Yi Chen..." Mo Sheng wanted to get out of his grasp, she clearly felt the anger conveyed by his movements, but she didn't understand why. However, her feeble call catalyzed his enthusiasm, and his little struggle deepened his desire to control her. He pressed her onto the bed and firmly controlled her, his deep eyes looked at the Mo Sheng, that is the only possession he wants. "Mo Sheng, this is the obligation of husband and wife." He sucked her delicate skin, forced to leave his mark on her body, the forced and direct action made Mo Sheng gasp slightly. "……pain." Yi Chen paused slightly.pain?Does she know what pain is? Pain is the huge void where she can’t catch her light frown and smile after dreaming back at midnight, it’s the inexplicable loss of focus no matter what she does, it’s the more loneliness that comes after every joy of success… How could she understand! At those times, Mo Sheng, you were in another person's arms. The pajamas were half torn apart by him, and half fell to the waist, just catching her hands, making her unable to move, and could only let him do whatever he wanted. The sight in his eyes and the intoxicating touch of his hands made Yi Chen's rationality completely flow away, and his burning eyes stared at her. This was what he desperately desired, and he had imagined countless times... The desire that has been suppressed for seven years can no longer be suppressed. Can't stop, completely drowning him. The palms moved wantonly over every piece of forbidden land he wanted to possess, together with the fiery kisses branded on every inch of the skin he wanted to have... That kind of passion with a trace of hatred made Mo Sheng unable to think, drowsy, It's like being in a psychedelic place. Until that strange and sharp bell sounded, shaking her floating sanity back, she vaguely remembered that this strange bell was exclusive to Xiaohong. "cell phone……" Now she can still think of mobile phones?Yi Chen increased his strength, but gradually he couldn't ignore the continuous ringing, so he let go of her slightly, and stretched out his hand to turn off the phone. Mo Sheng finally had a chance to breathe properly, but she coughed out of anger. She had a cold in the first place, but now she couldn't stop coughing. The phone stopped ringing, and the only sound in the bedroom was her violent coughing. Yi Chen was still half-pressing on her, but he didn't continue, his lost sanity came back bit by bit.Mo Sheng's clothes were in a mess, and the red marks on her body seemed to be accusing him of being rude just now, and he could even feel her body trembling slightly. A wave of self-loathing took hold of him.He Yichen, you have already forced her to marry you, and now you want to force her to sleep with you? He pulled out a wry smile: "What are you doing in Hong Kong?" "On a business trip, the magazine is going to discuss cooperation with a publishing house in Hong Kong. Yi Chen, it only takes a few days. I forgot to tell you." Mo Sheng explained clearly one by one. Yi Chen was silent. What was he doing just now?Marital rape? Yi Chen calmed down his shortness of breath, suppressed the urge to move, and helped her tidy up her clothes. When he buttoned up her underwear, he felt her tremble slightly, and there was a little uneasiness in his eyes. "I won't do anything to you." He whispered, laughed at himself, got up abruptly and left the bedroom, Mo Sheng only heard a loud bang, and she was left alone in the bedroom again. Chapter Eight The weird ringtone rang again, Mo Sheng moved her hand to pick up the phone, and Xiao Hong's excited voice came: "Asheng, Asheng, don't forget to bring me one more thing, it's very cheap in Hong Kong of……" After she finally finished talking, Mo Sheng closed the phone and wanted to smile, but couldn't pull it off. She is going to Hong Kong tomorrow, and they, that's it? He lingered and lingered, and finally pushed the door open. There was only one dim yellow desk lamp on in the guest room, Yi Chen sat on the bed, staring at her with fixed eyes, the ashtray beside him was already full of cigarette butts. Mo Sheng quietly walked to the other side of the bed, put her own pillow next to his pillow, lifted a corner of the quilt, lay down carefully, and then closed her eyes. Yi Chen didn't move, and lit another cigarette. After a while, Mo Sheng said in a low voice: "Can you turn off the light? I think..." The word "sleep" disappeared into the air, she was suddenly picked up in the air, and she sat on his lap, tightly imprisoned by him in his arms, warm breath blowing on her neck, Yi Chen was hoarse His voice was imperceptibly tense. "Do you know what it means for you to do that?" How could you not know? Mo Sheng lowered her eyes and raised her finger to write on his heart. One stroke, two strokes, three strokes... She is writing... Yi Chen was startled, grabbed her restless hand, and stared at her with eyes full of too much emotion. "Mo Sheng, why are you torturing me like this?" The moment she touched his heart, sorrow and joy were no longer distinguishable, and she invaded her lips, wanting to prove her truth at the moment. When he was finally willing to let her go, Mo Sheng was out of breath and leaned softly on his chest. This kind of silence was so ambiguous, Mo Sheng was uncomfortably trying to find something to say. "Yi Chen, I have a cold." Isn't he afraid of being infected? "I know, I won't bully you now." Yi Chen hugged her, helplessly and resigned to his fate. Uh?Mo Sheng was a little dazed.Did he misunderstand something? But... Do you want her to say that she didn't mean that? She doesn't want it!It seemed that she wanted him to "bully" her, and she would definitely be laughed at by him in the future. "Actually, you can... bully." Uh!Who is speaking?It must not be her!Mo Sheng was extremely annoyed. Yi Chen was silent, didn't he hear it?Mo Sheng was a little relieved just now, but found that the buttons on her chest had been quietly unbuttoned... The soft white shoulders were gradually exposed to the cold air, and the delicate skin was covered with the hickey marks that he raged just now, deep and clear , it can be seen how hard he was just now, but now he just wants to bully again... The hot lips pressed against her skin again, ironing the marks left by last time... Chapter 8 Ruoli 9 "Mo Sheng, did I hear you wrong?" Yi Chen's voice was hoarse. Mo Sheng was speechless, he had already executed it so thoroughly, and still asked such a question! The enthusiasm that was forced to extinguish is so easy to rekindle, Yi Chen suddenly picked her up and walked to the bedroom, and put her on the bed in the bedroom. "Still here." is there any differenceMo Sheng didn't understand, but she didn't have the strength to ask anymore, Yi Chen's male hot body was covering her body, his fiery lips and tongue dominated her everything, leading her to toss and turn in that world she had never experienced until Passion recedes... Mo Sheng fell asleep in a daze, but in the end she didn't sleep soundly. She woke up at some time in the middle of the night, and there was nothing around her. She looked around the room and found Yi Chen standing in front of the window. Maybe it was because of the dark night, Mo Sheng suddenly felt that his back was so heavy that it was hard to breathe.He seemed to be aware of her gaze, turned his head, and couldn't see clearly what was hidden in his eyes in the dark night. He put out the cigarette, walked over, lifted the quilt and lay beside her, and hugged her quietly. Mo Sheng was quiet for a while, and couldn't help but ask, "Yi Chen, what are you thinking?" There was anxiety in the voice. "Nothing, figured out something." Figured out what?Mo Sheng still wanted to ask, but was kissed by him. "Mo Sheng, grow your hair long." "Eh?" Although she didn't understand how to say this, Mo Sheng's attention was still diverted, and she asked him worriedly, "Is my hair ugly?" Yi Chen raised the corner of his mouth. no. Because, then... You are a little more. He kissed her hair, breaking her already fragile confidence: "Mo Sheng, it's really ugly."