Master Mo's beloved wife

Ink light cold complexion slightly slow, loosen the sleeves of the people in front of you, take up the wine on the table, a drink.

"No matter who the other party is, such a picture must not flow out, or you will know the consequences." He whispered.

"Yes, Mr. Mo, I promise, none of them will flow out."

The man quickly assured that his face showed hesitation, "it's just that the person who sent the photo didn't find it. Even if we stop it, it doesn't help."

Mo QingHan didn't answer. His slender fingers gently rubbed the wine glass in his hand, and his eyes looked through the glass at the distant figure.

"Mr. Mo?"

"I see." Ink light cold seems to think of something, picked up one side of the coat, head also don't return to go out.

Mohism.

"Young master, you are back!" The housekeeper came out with a smile on his face.

"Uncle Wang, have you received any letters from unknown sources in your mailbox recently?" Mo QingHan asked.

"Well, my wife has just taken the letter from home." The housekeeper Wang didn't know why.

"Damn it Mo QingHan throws his coat to the housekeeper and goes upstairs in a hurry.

"Ma!" He pushed the door open.

"What's the matter?" Mo's mother looks at Mo QingHan without knowing why. What she is holding seems to be the letter just now.

"Mom, do you see anything strange?" His eyes fell on the pile of letters.

"Can there be anything strange? It's just greetings from your uncles.

By the way, your cousin also sent a postcard asking, "when can I see you?" Mo said with a smile.

"Cousin? It suddenly occurred to me that there was something else

Mo QingHan left Mo Mu's room awkwardly. After the door was closed, his face was immediately stained with a grim.

In the room.

Mo's mother picked up the photo hidden under the table just now, and her well maintained face showed a bit of ruthlessness.

The protagonist of the photo is Anna Bai, and the other person is father mo. Anna Bai lies in father Mo's arms with a delicate look.

Her nails tightened and poked hard at Bai Anna. Her sharp nails scratched the top of the picture.

In the twinkling of an eye, Anna's head was shaved off by her fingernails, which made her look very frightening.

Li Lizheng stands outside the president's office.

"Li tezhu, I want to see Mo QingHan." Qin Xiaolou ran straight to the office and looked at Li Li pleadingly.

"But..." Li Li glanced at Qin Xiaolou in embarrassment. Mr. Mo had just ordered that no one could be seen.

"Please, I really have something urgent, this time, just as I beg you, OK?"

Qin Xiaolou put his hands together and his eyes flashed with a cry.

"This time, it won't happen again."

"Dong Dong Dong!" Li Li sighed, "Mr. Mo, Qin Xiaolou wants to see you."

In the silent air, she thought he would not see him.

"Come in." He finally let go.

Outside, Qin Xiaolou took a deep breath and pushed open the heavy wooden door.

In the room, the windows were blocked by heavy curtains. It was dark, and the strong smell of smoke filled the space.

The light from the outside leaked in. She vaguely saw that the ink on the seat was light and cold, and the sharp jaw was hidden in the dark, which could not hide his cold temperament.

She finally pushed open the door, went in, and opened the heavy curtain.

A lot of light came in, and her eyes were stabbed by the light, and tears burst out immediately.

"What else are you doing here?" Ink light cold mouth.

She turned, her eyes on the table, the ashtray almost full of cigarette ends.

He never smokes. At most, there are only three or two in the ashtray.

"Brother QingHan." Her heart suddenly trembled, subconsciously called out the title.

Mo light cold look, the corner of the mouth hook a sneer:

"Qin Xiaolou, you can see clearly that I'm not your brother QingHan. I'm just a person who takes advantage of you. I don't even pay attention to you at all."

She looked at him dimly with tears in her eyes and listened to him say such heartbreaking words.

"You lie! If you don't care about me, you don't have to save me on the day of the accident. " Qin Xiaolou said.

"I didn't save you. As you said, what I wanted that day was your heart, Qin Xiaolou. Your ability to be amorous is really on the rise."

Mo QingHan stands up and raises a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Why, why did she come to this point, and he was not willing to make it clear?

Qin Xiaolou shakes her head desperately. She doesn't want to see him like this at all. Under the cold shell, even her soul begins to become ruthless.

"Qin Xiaolou, it's true to say that you are cheap. A woman like you is the most disgusting!"

Ink light cold hook lips, said with a sneer, fundus is not to hide the disgust.

She looked at him with hazy tears in her eyes.

At this time, he will say these hurtful words and push her away.

She is cheap, will stick to the man, not dignity, regardless of everything.

Tears in the eyes are no longer under control, dropping down.

Mo QingHan narrowed her deep eyes and looked at her eyes. There was a trace of love in her eyes, just for a moment.

He didn't cross his face and stood by the window, even giving her a stingy look.

"It's Tong Weiwei!"

She desperate to shout out, "it's Tong Weiwei, she gave the plan to ye Junfei, the person who sold Mo is Tong Weiwei!"

Since he didn't want to admit that he saved her that day, she stopped asking, but she wanted to make it clear that Mo's wife was a ghost.

"Shut up

The ink was cold and deep, and his eyes flashed a trace of Yin Wu

"Qin Xiaolou, I said, put away your tricks in front of me. Now you can get out."

"It's true. Tong Weiwei once said in front of me that she would give the plan to ye Junfei.

That day, although Anna entered the office, the plan had been taken away by Tong Weiwei at that time, and Anna was just her scapegoat. "

Qin Xiaolou tries to make Mo QingHan believe her.

"Qin Xiaolou, what if Bai Anna didn't go in?" Mo light cold eyes with sneer, "you make up the story also make up like a little, Weiwei she has no reason to betray me."

She let her steal the plan!

Qin Xiaolou wanted to say it, but reason finally stopped her.

Tong Weiwei's hand is still holding a picture of Xiao Zhang. If the picture flows out, it will ruin Xiao Zhang's life.

"Why can't you speak?" Mo QingHan clearly believes that she is lying.

Qin Xiaolou's eyes met Mo QingHan's harsh eyes. She was pale and had a lot to say, but she couldn't say a word.

Maybe in his eyes, she is just a villain who will frame others?