Master Mo's beloved wife

Qin Xiaolou stood up excitedly, her tears rolling in her eyes, but she refused to fall.

Her hand tightly covered her lips, so that her choking voice did not come out of her palm.

She never thought of threatening him with Mo XiuXiu. She was not afraid of other people's misunderstanding, as long as he believed her.

"Why in your eyes, all my efforts are just a joke?

Why do I sell my principles and even my soul for these benefits in your eyes

"Enough!"

Mo QingHan interrupts Qin Xiaolou, and his handsome eyebrows are even tighter

"I don't have time to listen to you about these things. You should know my means. Don't make any small moves, especially don't expect to use this thing to hurt XiuXiu."

"After all, what you are afraid of is me accusing Mo XiuXiu of putting your baby sister in prison?"

Qin Xiaolou stood in the office, cold as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his blood was about to condense into ice.

"And my child?" Qin Xiaolou wiped away the tears on his face and looked at Mo QingHan deeply: "what about my child?"

"Son, even without this accident, I won't let him exist." Ink light cold said hard.

Qin Xiaolou was shocked, innocent eyes round stare, where hatred seems to open a poisonous flower.

That day, Bai Anna said that Mo QingHan never planned to leave her children, never!

"Mo QingHan, I hate you!" She cried out in despair.

"Hate me?" Mo QingHan holds Qin Xiaolou's chin and raises her small face. Her black eyes are wet with tears.

If you ignore the hate inside, wearing eyes is only a sharp tool to move men.

Ink light cold hand meal, unconsciously don't open a face.

In the hands of Qin Xiaolou has already begun to struggle up, she regardless of his strength, powder fist such as rain, like vent general fell on his chest.

Looking at the past in this way, I can't help but compete with the shrews in the vegetable market.

The last trace of patience in Mo QingHan's eyes was exhausted. He released her chin and drank coldly, "enough!"

She suddenly lost her support and fell back feebly.

Ink light cold pupil a shrink, hand quickly stretched out, but still stopped in the air, slowly shrink back.

The pain in her palm made her frown tightly.

However, compared with Mo QingHan's sarcasm, they are nothing!

"That's enough. Look at yourself!"

She looked up and saw a trace of contempt in his eyes, and the shrew like figure reflected in his deep eyes

The person in the eye, full face tear mark, hair is scattered, eyeground is filled with resentment and unwilling.

But this woman turned out to be her. When did she turn out to be the one she hated most?

There was an unbelievable flash in Qin Xiaolou's eyes.

"No!" She shook her head.

"Qin Xiaolou, calm down yourself."

Mo QingHan turns around mercilessly. In the open office, she lies helplessly on the floor, grabbing the ground with her fingers.

On the table, the document lay quietly, as if mocking her mercilessly.

"Ha ha ha..."

She dropped her eyes and burst into a burst of sad laughter, which broke the silence of the office and made it even more desolate in such a large space.

That day, white Anna once said she was poor, did not expect that it was a prophecy.

Isn't she a grumpy woman who can't even keep her own children?

For the sake of ink light cold, dignity can not, life can not, can not be so trampled on the soil, let people despise, can no longer turn over?

"Wrong, wrong in the beginning!"

Qin Xiaolou muttered to herself, why should she carry things that never belong to her, why should she admit things that she has never done?

Since it's wrong, why not start all over again?

Recently, because of the 4G plan in Eastern Europe, the shares of Mohist and dingyang have risen sharply, which makes the stock market of Mordor return to its prosperous state.

Both financial and gossip newspapers are exclusive interviews with Mo QingHan and ye Junfei.

The youngest king of diamonds in Mordor, the business genius, the leader of Mordor's economic field, and so on, have been attached to them.

What's more exaggerated is that the celebrities of Mordor are even more eager for these two people.

Qin Xiaolou put down the newspaper in his hand. On the cover, ye Junfei hugged the famous model and went into the high-end hotel.

"Oh, isn't that your mistress? Why are you jealous? " Passing colleagues saw her and satirized her.

"It's always better to have something than nothing." Qin Xiaolou responded calmly, with a hint of coldness hidden in his smile.

For a moment, the response came, cold drink, "you satirize me!"

"Isn't it true what I said?" Qin Xiaolou smiles, "since you like it so much, it's better to send you this magazine and let you have a good look."

The visitor forced his momentum, pretending to disdain the beginning:

"I'm not rare. A playboy like ye Junfei deserves a fox like you!"

With that, she turned a white eye toward Qin Xiaolou and left in a hurry.

A smile appeared on the corner of Qin Xiaolou's mouth and put his eyes on the document in front of him.

The mobile phone screen at the desk lights up.

Qin Xiaolou raises her eyes and looks to one side. It's Li Wenhao's message, asking her to drink coffee in her old place.

I haven't seen you for a few days, and I don't know how Li Wenhao is going.

When she walked into the familiar cafe, Li Wenhao had already sat there. When he saw her, he waved to her with a smile in his eyes.

"Xiaolou!"

"Wen Hao, what happy things happened today?" Qin Xiaolou couldn't help being infected by her emotion, and her mouth slightly rose.

"Why are you so pale? Didn't you rest yesterday?"

Li Wenhao's worried eyes fell on her face, then on her hand, and her pupils shrank.

"I'm fine! I didn't sleep well last night. I just cut my hand by accident. Wen Hao, let's talk about you first. " Qin Xiaolou said with a strong smile.

Li Wenhao sighed faintly, "Xiaolou, I do have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to listen to first?

Qin Xiaolou had no choice but to smile, "don't you still have to tell me in the end?"

"I found out that when your parents jumped off the building, you were there. You might even have witnessed the scene with your own eyes.

Xiaolou, do you have any impression of your memory before you entered Mohism? " Li Wenhao stares at her tightly.

Qin Xiaolou looks at Li Wenhao in shock. The sudden news is like a heavy bomb, which suddenly explodes in her ear. Until now, she still can't react.

"Xiaolou! What's the matter with you? "

Li Wenhao shook his hand in front of the stunned Qin Xiaolou, and his eyes showed a trace of urgency.