Master's Fascinating And Valiant Wife

Moreover, just last night, Zuo LAN slapped her, which made the flame in her heart impossible to extinguish!

No one dares to slap her in the face. Zuo LAN is the first. She wants to say this!

Ignoring Lin Suyun's pull, Mo Qingfei looked at Zuo LAN provocatively.

"Lai?" Zuo LAN smiled coldly and sarcastically, "this is Pei's house. I grew up here after I was ten years old. Now it's twenty years. It's ridiculous!"

Pei Zhai can be said to be her second home, Lai. It's the first time she's heard someone describe her with the word Lai!

"Ouch, President Zuo also knows that he has lived here for 20 years. Even if he has lived here for 30 years, what can he change?"

Mo Qingfei only felt more ridiculous about her words, and looked at Zuo LAN sarcastically.

"President Zuo, in what capacity do you live in Pei house? Family, wife or friend?

The Pei family's surname is Pei, but President Zuo's surname is Zuo. He is not a family at all and has a wife. It seems that no one in the Pei family has married president Zuo.

The second is friends. Speaking of friends, President Zuo is indeed a matter of course. After living for 20 years, he is certainly the most familiar friend.

But living here as a friend is Lai. Relying on that self righteous friendship, Lai naturally refuses to go here... "

The left Blue's hand dropped on the side of the body tightened bit by bit. The nail fell into the tender meat in the palm, but I didn't feel the slightest pain, only numbness!

There is no doubt that Mo Qingfei's words did stab Zuo Lan's pain, and still stabbed him deeply!

Did she really live in Pei house for 20 years, family or friends?

If it's a wife, she has the absolute right to fight back against Mo Qingfei, and even let her get out of Pei's house loudly!

But what right does she have now?

Whether as a family member or a friend, I really have no right. This is Pei's house. It's Pei's family, not an outsider surnamed Zuo!

In an instant, Zuo Lan's self-esteem was badly hurt. Mo Qingfei's words were an insult to her, and she had never suffered such an insult!

"What about you? What kind of identity do you stay here and refuse to go?"

Mo Qingfei paused slightly and said:

"Mo Wan is my sister. Now that she has married president Pei, Mo Wan wants to call me sister.

What kind of identity does president Zuo think I am here and refuse to leave? And my identity and reason are indeed closer and closer than President Zuo. "

Zuo Lan's eyes narrowed slightly, deeply mocked and cold, surging in his heart, never sad.

Although she grew up without parents, she has never been angry. As the president of a multinational corporation, who is not courteous to her!

Since she made a noise, her whole body was covered with a halo, because when she grew up, she was the heir of Zuo's family, high up, like a princess.

But now, let others even use the word Lai on her. No matter her self-esteem or her arrogance, no one is allowed to despise her!

Even at this time, she has to maintain her elegance and nobility!

Turn around and smile on the left blue face:

"What you said is really good. I lack everything. The most important thing is villa and money. Why not change the environment?

But remember, you'd better not annoy me again. If you dare to have another time, I'll let you know the consequences thoroughly! "

Instead of walking to the dining table, left LAN folded his body towards the stairs and looked up, but he looked up at Pei Yihuan and Mo Wan who were standing at the entrance of the stairs.

They seem to have been standing there for a long time. They must have listened clearly to the conversation between her and Mo Qingfei just now.

Zuo LAN feels a little ashamed. Well, for her, it's really a shame.

Bowing her head, she stopped looking at their faces. She walked forward quickly.

Leave, now, now, quickly, she's leaving here!

Indeed, Mo Wan did not miss a word. She frowned and slowly opened her mouth: "sister Zuo lan..."

When he paused, Zuo Lan's eyes fell on Mo Wan. There was no temperature and it was as cold as cold: "you have two choices, one is that I go, they stay, the other is that I stay, they go, which do you choose?"

It is more appropriate to say the words to Pei Yihuan than to say the words to Mo Wan.

She is waiting for an answer, waiting for Pei Yihuan's answer!

Mo Wan naturally sees that Yijing is about to have an operation. It doesn't take a few days. If Lin Suyun and Mo Qingfei leave at this time, it will undoubtedly be superfluous.

She has been with Lin Suyun for more than ten years. Naturally, she understands Lin Suyun's temperament. She really loves her son in her heart.

However, when her son conflicts with her own interests, she will choose which side, which is like a mirror in her heart.

Her father lived with her for more than 20 years. At the last minute, she could take the life-saving money away in order to live a good life and not be dragged down.

To Yejing, how deep can her feelings be?

However, now she has promised to transplant bone marrow, and there are only a few days left. It's best to spend it calmly. She doesn't want to make any mistakes halfway.

Thinking of this, she spoke slowly:

"Sister Zuo LAN, some things are not what you think. You should believe Huan. You grew up together. You should understand who his heart is biased towards. You really have difficulties at the moment."

Zuo LAN refused to accept this feeling, but forced him to ask, "I just want the answer now."

No matter how much others say, they are all wordy. She only wants the answer. Even if he doesn't like it now, can twenty years of friendship be worth nothing?

Bet, she's going to bet on this!

Don't frown. I really don't know how to answer this question this time.

Pei Yihuan had no words. He just stood there. His eyes were as deep as the sea. No one could guess what he was thinking.

"I see..."

Zuo Lan's eyes still settled on his handsome face and opened sarcastically: "without words, it means I'm going. I'll go now. I'll never stay here for another moment!"

As the words fell, she quickly went upstairs and made a heavy noise when her feet stepped on the stairs.

Pei Yihuan still had no words, didn't call her, and didn't explain anything. His lips moved slightly, and Mo's hand held his big hand.

His eyes drooped slightly, he stared at her, his thin lips slightly curved, held her hand back in his big hand and wrapped it. "