Mo Shao's wife is super sweet

Chapter 7 was caught back!
Su Weiliang turned around and went upstairs.

Chen Kewen gouged out her back with resentful eyes.

A cold smile flickered across Su Weiliang's mouth.

Is this kind of pediatrics angry?
Her days of anger are just beginning.

……

The so-called room is just a narrow utility room.

A narrow single bed, very clean.

Su Weiliang lay on the bed, covered herself with the quilt, and breathed in the breath left by her biological sister.

The washed white sheets and bedding, the scent of laundry detergent mixed with the smell of sunshine, warm and pleasant.

Huanyan is a gentle and kind girl.

The hard life has never left a trace of haze in her heart, and she has never even had any resentment.

such a wonderful life...

Su Weiliang closed her eyes, thinking about her heartache and happiness.

A face of a man more noble and beautiful than the moon flashed across his mind unexpectedly.

Su Weiliang's brows were startled with anger, and she pursed the corners of her mouth.

She hated the man who took away her innocence and almost took her life.

But more, it is fear.

Such a terrible man...

Hope to see you again...

Before falling asleep, this thought flashed through Su Weiliang's mind.

……

There is a word called, things backfire.

Su Weiliang opened his eyes again, and what he saw was a strange ceiling, pure white, monotonous and luxurious.

She blinked, a little dazed.

Didn't she sleep in Huanyan's shabby little room?
Turning his head slightly, he was caught off guard and bumped into a pair of autumn water.

In an instant, the coolness penetrates the heart!

It’s so cold!

The memories of last night flooded into my mind like a tide, and Su Weiliang's already pale face became even more pale as paper.

How could it be him……

Mo Feibai leaned lazily on the window sill, dressed in white casual clothes, with deep and wide black eyes, like a starry night sea, dark and cold.

With slender fingers, he pressed out the cigarette butt in his hand, and walked towards Su Weiliang.

Su Weiliang subconsciously squeezed the quilt tightly with both hands.

The bed collapsed.

Mo Feibai sat down on the side of the bed, raised his hand, pinched her chin, locked his eyes on her face, his cold voice, the upbeat ending was extremely bewitching: "Su Huanyan?"

Su Weiliang's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

In just half a day, he caught her back and found out the origin.

But, why did he say the name in a questioning tone?
(End of this chapter)