High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

Tang Chao said concisely: "Luo Shaodong died, and Mo Xiyan committed suicide."

Luo Shaodong was able to endure so many tortures before he died, and he was considered a bit of a man, but that Mo Xiyan really opened Tang Chao's eyes.

How shameless a woman can be is fully demonstrated in her body.

It has reached the point of tearing his face apart, and he still wants to use himself to make a fuss.

The hand that pulled the tie paused, and the corners of Rong Shao's lips curled into a smile, and a gloomy look flashed across his eyes: "It's only clean when you're dead, send it to cremation, and treat it as an unknown corpse. What's the matter with Mo Xiyan."

"What else can happen? Those who are looking for death and life want to see you. The body has taken care of itself, and the next step depends on how you deal with it."

Rong Yan's eyes were dark, and the corners of his lips slowly evoked a smile of unknown meaning.

In the basement, a dizzy yellow light made the airtight room extremely depressing.

There is only one bed and a simple bathroom in the room, and nothing else.

Mo Xiyan sat on the bed with her arms around her knees, staring at the ground dully, muttering to herself.

The iron door opened with a creaking sound, she quickly raised her head when she heard the sound, saw the person behind Tang Chao, and rushed forward excitedly.

"Yan, you finally came to see me!"

"Be honest!" The two boys grabbed her who was rushing forward and pushed her to the ground.

Tang Chao leaned against the door frame, took out two cigarettes, handed them to Young Master Rong to light them, and then lit them himself, and began to puff.

It's none of your business to watch a good show.

Mo Xiyan was prostrate on the ground, trying to get up with difficulty, Rong Yan walked over, her tall figure crouched down, and a mouthful of smoke was frivolously sprayed on her face, with a mocking smile on her thin coral red lips.

His voice was very deep, like the prelude to a brewing storm: "I want to see me so much, what's the matter?"

Mo Xiyan coughed until tears came out, but she reached out and grabbed his sleeve without giving up, and said hastily: "Yan, there is something that I haven't told you..."

Without changing his face, he pulled out his hand, Rong Yan took a deep breath of the cigarette, stood up lightly, and looked down at her condescendingly: "What's the matter?"

"Four years ago... I gave birth to a daughter."

Tang Chao stood up straight, his eyes widened in surprise, Rong Yan was startled, and then a low and deep laugh broke out from his chest, "Liar full of lies, it seems that lying is already important to you now. It's as simple as breathing."

"I didn't lie to you! What I said is true!" Mo Xiyan hugged his leg, raised her head and looked at him in panic.

Kicking him away mercilessly, Rong Yan said indifferently: "Do you think I will still trust you?"

"Do you believe it or not?" Mo Xiyan laughed after being kicked away, and looked at the handsome man in front of her with cold eyes.

Rong Yan narrowed his phoenix eyes, and took a deep breath of smoke.

"Four years ago, before I left, we did it every day, and neither of us had contraception... After I left, I found out that I was pregnant. At that time, all information on the island was closed, and there were only newspapers delivered from outside the island every day. I I want to tell you, but the situation simply does not allow me to inform you conditionally!"

Rong Yan sneered: "Then, you gave birth to a daughter? Well, let me ask you, where is your daughter now?"

An expression of surprise and joy flashed across Mo Xiyan's face: "Yan, you are finally willing to believe me!"

"Where is the daughter?" Rong Yan asked impatiently.

He wanted to see how many lies she hadn't told!