Master Mo's beloved wife

"Light cold?" Tong Weiwei's slender fingers shook in front of him,

"Nothing." Ink light cold back to God, fingers by the eyebrow, showing a bit tired.

"Now that you're tired, have a good rest. I'll go down first."

Tong Weiwei left with a smile, but the smile on her face turned into a strong hatred after she left.

"Look, Mo QingHan doesn't remember you at all."

A voice sounded in the ear, cruel and heartless, with the meaning of ridicule, under the ridicule, is a heavy pain.

"No, it won't!"

Tong Weiwei suddenly yelled out loud, causing surprise around the eyes.

"Look at me! Today's work is done. Do you want to work overtime? "

Tong Weiwei cold voice scolds, finish saying then walk forward.

The high-heeled shoes make a thumping sound on the ground, mixed with strong anger, which makes people shrunk unconsciously.

On the other side, Qin Xiaolou is sitting at her desk, staring at the computer. Her hands are flying fast. The screen refracts her face, reflecting the cool light.

"Qin Xiaolou, go and pour me a cup of coffee."

Tong Weiwei left this sentence and walked into the office.

"Miss Tong, your coffee."

Qin Xiaolou brings the coffee to Tong Weiwei with a drum in his heart. I don't know what tricks Tong Weiwei will play this time?

Unexpectedly, Tong Weiwei's provocation is direct and rude.

"It's a good bubble. We've been working hard today. You can make a cup for everyone."

"But I have other work at hand."

"Why, do you have any objection?" Tong Weiwei looks at her in her spare time, with a sneer rising from the corner of her mouth.

"No Qin Xiaolou is silent.

"If not, go out and do it." Tong Weiwei sneers, obviously very satisfied with her answer.

"Yes."

"Wait a minute!"

Tong Weiwei suddenly makes a sound. She gracefully picks up the coffee on the table and walks slowly to Qin Xiaolou.

"Look at my memory. I almost forget that assistant Qin has made great contributions. How can we miss assistant Qin's coffee?"

Tong Weiwei picked up the coffee cup and poured it down to the top of Qin Xiaolou. The brown coffee slowly slid down from her head, leaving a trail of brown.

Qin Xiaolou stood in the same place, holding his hand tightly beside him, trying to restrain his fury and humiliation

"Miss Tong, what does that mean?"

"What do you mean? Qin Xiaolou, this is just a warning. Stay away from Mo QingHan and put away your dirty thoughts. Just because others can't see it doesn't mean I can't see it! "

Qin Xiaolou turned pale.

"I don't understand what you're saying."

"Really do not understand, or pretend not to understand, you forget what you promised me?" Tong Weiwei sneers

"You'd better pray that your true face won't be exposed by everyone. Otherwise, your fate will be more than 100 times worse than today. Don't blame me for not reminding you then!"

"Oh! By the way, I forgot to tell you one thing. Do you know why ye Junfei promised to cooperate with me? If light cold didn't take you away from the party that day.

You know ye Junfei likes you, but you still don't know how to be punctual. Otherwise, I really can't guarantee that he will cooperate with me! "

Qin Xiaolou heard that the whole person seemed to fall into the ice. His whole blood seemed to be frozen, leaving only the cold feeling, the cold feeling in his heart.

"Qin Xiaolou, people who are with you will have bad luck. You are a bad luck star, so please stay away from Mo QingHan. Don't continue to harm people!"

Tong Weiwei raised a sneer at the corner of her mouth, and her cold red lips spit out words mercilessly.

"Tong Weiwei, it's you who do harm. Why do you push me?"

Qin Xiaolou pinched the palm of his hand and pinched his nails into the meat.

Inch by inch pain like poison, permeated into her heart, fermentation into a towering pain, the pain almost washed away her reason.

"Is that me? Qin Xiaolou, you are the culprit. If it wasn't for you, how could these things happen? "

Tong Weiwei approaches step by step, and the malice of her eyes is like a poisonous snake biting Qin Xiaolou tightly.

She stepped back, shaking her head desperately:

"Tong Weiwei, do you think it's OK to push all this black pot on me?"

She pointed out Tong Weiwei's evil thoughts sharply.

When people are in a desperate situation, they calm down instead.

"Qin Xiaolou, why don't you think that ye Junfei would be where he is today without you?"

Tong Weiwei approached with a smile, "now dingyang has been acquired by Mo family. From then on, the Ye family will disappear from the devil. It's really sad that you are so heartless“

"What! How can dingyang be acquired so easily? "

Ye Junfei, he didn't even have any response measures, no! He won't.

"I think assistant Qin is free to care about other people's affairs here. Why don't you go and inquire about it and see if what I say is true or false?"

Qin Xiaolou rushed out of the door and dialed Li Wenhao.

"Xiaolou?"

"Wenhao, I want to talk to you about something."

"I just want to talk to you about something."

"Is dingyang really acquired by Mohist?"

She asked eagerly.

Li Wenhao nodded, "although the news has not spread, but now Mohist has indeed acquired dingyang."

What Tong Weiwei said is true. All this has been premeditated. Mo QingHan has premeditated!

"Xiaolou, what's the matter with you?" Li Wenhao asked solicitously.

Qin Xiaolou was sitting on the chair with a face like paper and despair in his eyes.

"I have found out about the last incident. The driver of Mo XiuXiu's accident case was still in prison. A girl died in that year. Her name seems to be song Xiaoxian."

Song Xiaoxian, the name suddenly awakened her deepest fear.

She looked up at Li Wenhao incredulously, "what did you say?"

"I said that the name of the person who died in that accident seems to be song Xiaoxian. Do you know him?"

Li Wenhao thought, "she seems to have a lot to do with Mohism."

How can we not know each other?

Xiaoxian died because of her in those years. As soon as she mentioned it, her guilt was like drowning her.

Over the years, she has never forgotten the name one day. Mo QingHan is right. She will atone for it for the rest of her life.

"Where is that man now?"

"Nancheng prison."

……

Nancheng prison is generally held in places of recidivism. When prisoners enter here, they almost have no chance to go out.

Visiting room.

Qin Xiaolou stood in front of the glass window and watched a man come out with rickets. The wrinkles on his face were full of vicissitudes, and his hair was gray and white.

Her heart suddenly jumps wildly, a strong premonition reminds her that this person in front of her may know the truth of that year!