Chapter 143

Under the white light, Chi Huan looks at the man standing not far away from her coldly.

She doesn't understand why some men can low into this disgusting virtue.

She held the mobile phone with her finger, which was intended to call the fashion, but a series of things happened suddenly, which made her lose the chance. High heels could not make a sound when stepping on the thick soft carpet.

The smile on her face is very delicate, but the delicate eyebrows and eyes are covered with a layer of light and dazzling ridicule, and her voice is soft but extremely cold. "When people are low to a certain level, they are invincible. Did I hook up with you? OK, call me with your mobile phone to see if my mobile phone has your number, call record, SMS record or wechat record And any other records that I've actively contacted you, and... "

She pulled her red lips and smiled softly. "You can tell me what kind of role you gave me, and let me go to bed with you Oh, since I've been there, I think I've got the corner. Whose movie is it and what role is it, huh? "

Fang Shao didn't expect that Chi Huan would suddenly ask this question, which was originally made up and made up.

I was asked unprepared and couldn't respond at all.

Let alone any record.

Pool Huan eyebrow tip picked up, "how, is your cell phone out of power can't call, or my question is very difficult to answer?"

Fang Shao is forced by her. Cold sweat comes out on his forehead gradually, and the rhythm of his breathing is also disordered. When he is close, he can see the panic in his eyes. A few seconds later, he raises his eyes and sneers, "record? Now there are some records that can't be deleted. Who knows if you've colluded with several men at the same time and are afraid of being found out, delete all the records. "

Hearing this, Chi Huan just wanted to sneer, but listened to the man raise his voice and said defiantly, "you don't want evidence. I'll give you evidence. There's a birthmark with a big nail cap on your left chest If you want to prove this, you will take off your clothes if you have the ability to do so. Let's see for ourselves. "

There was a burst of laughter around.

Chi Huan's fingers curled up tightly.

Birthmark?

Her whole body is white and clean, without any birthmark at all.

This rubbish is determined that she dare not take off her clothes, so she just talks about it here.

At first, the woman who laughed at Jiyu said unkindly, "Miss Chi, you have different reasons for seeing flowers in the fog. We don't know who to believe. Why don't you just give us a look at your grievance?"

"That's it. Take a look."

“…………”

There are not many people who are really sharp and mean, but most of them watch good plays.

After a similar sound was heard, another man's voice was heard. "Chi Huan, it turns out that you've been in love with Fang Shao, tut, I remember your birthmark, but I don't remember Fang Shao as well. I don't remember whether it's on the left or the right..."

This time, the hall laughed again.

"Oh, Miss Chi, I don't think it's all right if you don't take it off If you don't take it off, let's see. Your reputation can't be guaranteed. "

"Here I'm afraid I can't help it. "

"The world is really cruel. A great beauty is a great beauty. Even if it's the daughter of a corrupt official, the market is still so good."

“……”

No one can match the malice from the masses, nor can Chi Huan.

Compared with the facts of logical reasoning, many people prefer to believe what they believe.

Even if these are all fabricated, what they want to see is nothing more than the disgrace of the proud women of the past, who really cares what the truth looks like.

Chi Huan is very clear about this. Her manicured nails are so hard that her palms are full of thick blood. Her head is calm and calm, but she can't stop the dizziness.

Fang Shao naturally saw the anger of her patience and smiled, "Chi Huan, whether you take it off or not, everyone is waiting Ah "

a sharp dull pain in his forehead interrupted his complacency.

"Pa", a mug fell from the sky, directly hit his forehead, and then fell on the carpet, fragmented.

Fang Shao subconsciously touched his forehead and directly touched the blood of one hand, which almost shocked others.

The whole scene was stunned by the sudden change.

People look up, but only in time to capture the "attacker" back to the hand.

Dark blue suit, showing a white inside shirt, silver wrist watch looming.

There was an uproar.

Fang Shao responded that he had been smashed. He was as mad as he shouted, "who, which turtle grandson What about the security guards? Are all the security guards dead? "

When Fang Shao's friends saw him injured, they naturally surrounded him.

The head was smashed in the public. How could the dandy be reconciled? "Go Go find the bastard who hit me... "Before his voice fell, the rotating stairs showed the legs that the man was walking down.

Dark trousers are pressed straightly and meticulously, and black leather shoes step by step.

Tall and straight, handsome man, with a cold to cold breath, gradually appeared in the sight of the people in the hall, with short hair, originally indifferent eyebrows and eyes, covered with a thick haze like clouds, the perfect contour overflowed with cold and fierce indifference.

Mo Shiqian is very few, it can even be said that he hardly appears in such a high-profile way in front of all people.

Even though he was noticed at baijiabaisong's birthday party last time, it wasn't a goal.

So even Chi Huan didn't know that the man who had been sleeping beside her for more than three years now has a cold gas field which is high enough to crush the whole conference hall.

So that she felt a strange, mixed with grievances, palpitations, and other emotions that were not clear or clear.

She slowly puckered up her lips. Didn't he have something to do?

Bai Song looks at the man from far to near. She is more clear than anyone else. Mo Shi is modest and angry.

She had known him for five or six years, the first time she had seen him angry.

Everyone looked at him. From the moment he appeared, his eyes fell on Chi Huan. It seemed light, but there was no hint of leakage, ignoring everyone else.

Mo Shiqian goes straight to Chi Huan's face, stops, raises his hand and touches her hair. He glances down at her hand, which she holds tightly. His voice is deep. "Let go of the hand, eh?"

Her tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and her fingers naturally relaxed.

When he looked up again, a mist finally filled his eyes.