School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 857 You Don't Believe Me

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yard.

The green grass is swaying with the wind, the golden sun shines on the green grass, and the green leaves are shining.

A familiar figure squatted under the grass, gently stroking Hani's hair, while Hani was lying on the grass with a face of enjoyment, letting his big hands caress it.

The heart, which was originally calm, instantly rolled up into thousands of waves, and the hatred buried in the bottom of my heart burst out.

She stood quietly behind him.

Looking down at him, the black hair exuded a faint luster in the sun, and the tips of the hair swayed gently under the breeze.

"What are you doing here?" After a long time, she said hoarsely.

Nangong Han was startled when he heard the familiar voice, and after careful recollection, there was a strong displeasure hidden deep in her voice.

No matter how strong he is, he will inevitably feel flustered and afraid in his heart, afraid of seeing her ruthless and determined.

The big hand grasped the materials next to him, like falling into the deep sea and grabbing a life-saving driftwood, he suddenly stood up.

"July."

He turned around, subconsciously trying to grab her, but she, like a panicked rabbit, took a step back in panic.

"..."

He stopped moving forward, and stood quietly on the spot, with a pair of deep and black eyes full of sadness.

Most Qiyue swallowed bitterly, closed her red eyes, and pointed to the door.

Said to him in an extremely cold voice, "Who let you in? Get out! You are not welcome here!"

Seeing this familiar face, Qiyue would think of his mother at the latest, thinking that his mother treated him so well at that time, but he was so determined to kill her.

What's ridiculous is that my mother didn't know the truth until she died, and she didn't know that he approached her for a certain purpose.

"..."

Nangonghan tried his best to ignore her cruelty, but he couldn't do it after all. The hatred for him in her eyes was so deep and so intense.

As strong as the scorching sun at noon, it deeply burned his eyes.

Raising the documents in his hand, he said in a low voice with a bitter voice, "Here is my boarding ticket that day, and the evidence that I was still abroad on the day your mother died."

"Ah."

The most bitter ridicule in July, the moist tears in the eyes, because of trying to hold back, the eye circles are red.

He would not know that his so-called explanation and evidence, in her opinion, were like a clown trying to perform.

She bit the corner of her lips and raised her eyes, looked at him with mockery, slightly raised her eyebrows and said disdainfully, "Do you think I'm a fool?"

"With your status as Young Master Nangong Han, it's easy to do anything, right?"

"..."

The dark eyes froze for a moment, and then realized the meaning of her words.

"you do not believe me?"

When he asked this sentence, his heart felt as if he had been hit hard by a big cold stone, and the pain made it difficult for him to breathe.

Obviously, the meaning in her words clearly told him that she didn't believe his words at all, and he still refused to give up and walked towards the most desperate road.

Holding despair, holding a sliver of hope, hoping that the end of this road is not a dead end.

"Do not believe!"

Gazing at this heartbroken face, Qiyue only felt the anger in her stomach rising.

In the past, she thought she knew his character well. Although he had a bad temper, she always thought that he was kind and honest in his heart.

Thinking about it now, in order to get what he wants, he wears a hypocritical mask to get close to his mother, and performs all kinds of hypocritical performances in front of his mother, that kind of empty plot, the acting is so similar, so real...

(End of this chapter)