Chapter 37
Mo Xiaoli stared at their backs in a daze, Luo Li murmured something in his father's ear as he walked, he couldn't hear clearly, and after a while, he saw the man push Luo Li away, the voice was surprisingly loud, he He shouted: "Do you think I'm willing to be your father? I'll lose my face if I do you. You are really a shame to me. You just behave like your shameless mother, selling yourself for money, and you deserve to be beaten." Die, what a fucking bastard, I don’t know, I don’t know where the bastard came from, I don’t want to listen to him.”

 
 Mo Xiaoli was a little dizzy, her ears were full of the word 'Lao Tzu', she rubbed her brows and walked into the banquet hall, and saw An Ziqing walking freely among the crowd with a proper smile on her face , neither hot nor cold.

 
 An Ziqing greeted the people beside her, then got up and walked towards Mo Xiaoli, and then put her arms around her shoulders, like a loving couple.

 
 Mo Xiaoli also curled the corners of his mouth to pretend to be a lady from a famous family.

 
 After socializing with An Ziqing for a while, Mo Xiaoli didn't know how much he drank, but felt a little dizzy. An Ziqing glanced at her tired appearance, and whispered in her ear, "Tired?" ?”

 
 The distance between the two was less than one centimeter, and they smelled each other's breath. His slightly wine-scented breath hit her neck warmly, itching, and Mo Xiaoli shrank back. Not far away, he stared absently at An Ziqing's back.

 
 Mo Xiaoli lowered his head and smiled again, "If you can't leave, then I'll go back first."

 
 "Together." An Ziqing said concisely, handed the wine glass in his hand to the waiter, and walked out with his arms around Mo Xiaoli's waist.

 
 When passing by Luo Li, Mo Xiaoli smiled and nodded at her. An Ziqing followed her gaze, and the gentle eyes just now became abnormally sharp. The glass of wine was downed all at once, choking and coughing.

 
 On the way back, Mo Xiaoli leaned his head on the back of the rear seat, closed his eyes and said nothing, An Ziqing sat beside her for a while, and stretched out his hand to hold her head in his arms, making her sleep more comfortably , Mo Xiaoli's eyes opened suddenly, and after looking at An Ziqing for a while, he asked, "That girl is the one who pushed Ning Tao down."

 
 An Ziqing gave a faint 'hmm'.Her fingers tugged at a strand of her long hair that was tangled between her fingers.

 
 "She is able to stand here today, you have contributed a lot, right?" Mo Xiaoli asked again forcefully.

 
 "Yes." An Ziqing replied again.

 
 Mo Xiaoli suddenly wanted to cry. She raised her hand and wanted to slap An Ziqing, but he grabbed his wrist. She trembled and cried, "How can you treat human life like this?"

 
 Chen Lin drove the car steadily without looking sideways. Even if the back seat of the car broke down, he would not look back, nor would he say a word. He was just curious about people like the big boss. He is the one who directs others and accuses others. No one can be so unscrupulous in front of him, but this Ms. Mo has repeatedly challenged the limit of the big boss, but he can tolerate it.

 
 "Never mind human life?" An Ziqing said coldly, "Do you care about me or Ning Tao who died? If someone else died, would you still fight with me like this?"

 
 He held her by the shoulder so fiercely that it made people tremble, and he asked again: "Why did you go to the Hyatt with Ning Tao on the wedding day? Could it be that, as the rumors say, you fell in love with the girl with an artistic temperament?" The man? Or—to reminisce about the old days?"

(End of this chapter)

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