Mr. Qin has not confessed today

Chapter 323 He smiled lazily, "Baby, no." 1
"You... are very good at torturing people." Tossing him felt a little painful.

After he finished speaking, he withdrew his eyes from her, and said in a very soft voice, "Let's go." I don't know if he is reluctant, and I don't know when the next time she is willing to see him, I just feel like driving a wheelchair The moment he turned around, his entire chest was empty, and he paused at the door of the ward, "I wouldn't leave until a year ago. If it's empty, I'll go back to Qinhuai's mansion more often, it's also your home."

He dropped this sentence and left completely.

However, because of his last sentence, Xiao Qingyi instantly felt sour.

She buried her face in the pillow, letting the throbbing pain in her heart engulf her stronger and stronger.

This was her first love. It was the first time she wanted to love someone with all her strength. Unfortunately, she overestimated herself. The love she wanted could not be selfish, so her first love ended in failure.

After an unknown amount of time, she lifted her head from the pillow until the mobile phone in her pocket vibrated crazily.

There was only one floor lamp on in the ward, and in the dim light, she looked at the caller ID on the phone screen.

The familiar Arabic numerals reminded her that it belonged to Jiang Weimin.

She narrowed her eyes and didn't answer.

She just wants to catch him bit by bit, make him addicted to her, make him want to stop, and finally feel the pain.

As for Bai Shuiling, I believe she should be on the trending list by now, right?
The gold medal producer of Huaying, one of the most famous ladies in Shengjing City, this kind of explosive scandal, I believe it is enough for her and the Bai family to suffer.

Xiao Qingyi directly blacklisted that phone number, planning to visit the W League to see if there was a new task order, when Mu Hua called.

Xiao Qingyi connected, and Mu Hua's hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xiao Xiao..."

Hearing the voice, he knew that the other party's condition was very bad, Xiao Qingyi couldn't help asking worriedly: "What's wrong?"

"I heard from my uncle that my mother is in a very bad situation, but he... he doesn't agree with me going home to see her..."

Mu Wujin was deeply involved in the murder case, and Ms. Jiang fainted in a hurry. When she woke up, she found that her daughter had already pulled the marriage certificate with the son of a very high-ranking family. Collapse, Xiao Qingyi knew all about it.

What she didn't know was that Gu Changye was so muddled!
Xiao Qingyi frowned deeply, and asked, "Have you had a good talk with him?"

Mu Hua on the other end of the phone looked at the closed door of the guest bedroom not far away. There was a noise of men and women arguing endlessly. They had entered an hour ago, and 10 minutes ago, the violent dispute started .

The masters of the quarrel, one is her legal husband, and the other is her legal husband's favorite.

A lot can happen in an hour.

She talks to him?

He just smiled lazily at her: Mu Xiaohua, are you stupid?Your house is full of media reporters staying on site. If you don't avoid the limelight at this time, what else do you want to lick?

Then, he dragged and dragged the drunk Tang Wanwan into the room, and he hasn't come out until now.

It is said that self-sufficiency cannot be lived, and she has a deep understanding now.

She raised her hand and lightly touched her forehead, and returned to the bedroom with her mobile phone in hand: "Well...he's probably busy, I'll talk to him later."

"Okay, if it doesn't work out, I'll come and find you tomorrow."

Mu Hua's heart warmed slightly, and her lips curled up a little, "Okay. Xiao Xiao, thank you."

The two chatted for another 2 minutes, but the call was interrupted by a man who broke in suddenly.

Mu Hua looked at Gu Changye, who was disheveled, and said to Xiao Qingyi on the other end of the phone, "Xiao Xiao, I'm a little tired, so I'll hang up first, 88."

After hanging up the phone, the man stood in front of her with a strong and ambiguous atmosphere.

She looked at his half-open collarbone, the few long and thin scratches of different shades, and didn't want to stay in this apartment for a second.

She raised her hand and pinched the center of her eyebrows, her voice was calm: "I want to go home." After a pause, "I'm not discussing with you, I'm just letting you know."

After she finished speaking, the man smiled lazily at her with his dark eyes, "Baby, I told you everything, no."

(End of this chapter)