Chapter 310

"Move away?" The man's hand is holding her wrist, the uncontrollable force almost pinches her hand green, "what happened, tell me."

"What happened? Didn't Anke tell you?"

When the ink is done, he frowns modestly.

After receiving Li Ma's call, he came back directly. On the way, he even forgot to call Anke for inquiry. Of course, there was a subconscious that Anke would report his factors directly if something happened.

"No, you tell me."

"Look at my hand."

Mo Shiqian bowed his head, and his eyes shifted from her face to her hands.

It was found that she had a few small red dots on her hand, and a small blister on the serious one.

She said in a cold voice, "if you don't let go, my wrist will be broken by you."

The man let go of his hand.

But in the next second he took her left hand and led her out.

"What are you doing?"

"Wipe medicine."

"No more."

"Yes."

She struggled. "I said I don't want it."

The man walked in front, did not turn back, with a gentle tone to cover up the tough, "you behave, lest later said that I will be broken."

Moshiqian took her back to his own study.

Then she turned and went downstairs to get the medicine box. There was no chance for her to speak in the whole process.

Chi Huan sat in his chair, looking sideways at the picture still on the desk.

In less than three minutes, the man came back with the medicine box.

Open it and quickly turn out the scalding cream She's burned before. There's medicine at home.

His movements were neat, his head bowed, his eyes focused on his short black hair.

Wring eyebrows, focusing on the pain.

In fact, it's just a few drops of coffee splashed and a bubble, which is not serious.

She put cream on the back of her hand, and the man's gloomy voice rang out, "who did it?"

Chi Huan closed her eyes and said in a cold voice, "a woman who claims to be Ryan Lawrence's girlfriend."

Mo Shiqian's action was a little, then he went on. After touching it all, he screwed back the cover of the ointment, threw it back into the medicine box, and stood up in front of her.

"What else did she do?"

Chi Huan stared at his eyes coldly and said, "rob me of my work today, deliberately spill my coffee, and say you want to steal all my notices..." A slight tone, red lips raised a sneering arc, "Lawrence told her to bully me like this."

She stared at him.

Mo Shiqian looks at her more deeply, as if to see him through.

After a few seconds, he asked quietly, "you are so angry because your work has been robbed?"

Chi Huan sneered. "According to your opinion, my work has been turned yellow, and I can't lose my temper."

Man's big hold her hand, drooping eyes light way, "of course."

She pulled out her hand.

This time the man didn't try hard, she did.

Chi Huan looks out of the window and says coldly, "Mo Shiqian, can you let me go? Don't you think it's the best choice for us to break up now?"

"I don't think," he said quietly and methodically, "that woman's business, you give me time, I will deal with it well, and I won't let her take your work. You can rest at home until it's settled, huh?"

She bit her lower lip and sneered, "take care of it? How do you deal with it? How do you deal with it well? Lawrence, he is aiming at me. At the beginning, Tang Ying wanted to sell his face. Besides, other brokerage companies. Who dares to offend him, don't you? "

She knew it hurt him to say that.

Even if he didn't show any waves on his face.

"I know you're very kind to me, but moshiqian, I'm sorry, I've never been a woman who feels passionate and full of water, and I can't live with love. What do you think it's interesting that we have to get together? Now that we break up, I can continue to be a star of scenery, and you still have a chance to go back and be your heir."

Mo Shiqian didn't speak. He stood in front of her and looked at her with low eyes. He never said a word and listened to her quietly.

He didn't speak until she had finished.

"Do you have a hard time following me?"

The villas we live in have special servants to take care of our daily life and drivers and bodyguards to go out.

Never let her touch anything he can do.

Mo Shiqian followed the way of no hurry and no delay. "Tell me if you don't feel bitter."

Chi Huan is stunned. He grabs the armrest of the chair and looks up at the man in front of him.

He is not angry. Why doesn't he be angry no matter what she says.

She bit her lips and said, "moshiqian, are you a man or not? I've talked about it. I've said it countless times. I don't like you anymore. If I want to break up with you, you can't be a little bloody. Hurry up. Why do you have to cling to me, you can't find a woman?"The man blatantly spits out a word, "what you say is useless, I won't divide."

After a moment's silence, "I'll clean up your study. You can rest here. Don't think about leaving. You can't leave."

Then he went to the door.

A crash.

The frame was torn apart at his feet.

The glass is splashed everywhere.

Mo Shiqian bowed his head and looked at the picture of the split foot without expression.

In fact, it's not that the photo is cracked, it's that the glass is broken, but it looks like the sweet photo has cracks.

"Mo Shiqian, where on earth did you come from so determined that I love you? I liked Moxi at the beginning. After chasing him for three years, I didn't say don't do it, don't say don't love, and become a stranger? Do you think I like you more than I did? "

The glass suddenly stabbed into the finger, and the bright red blood oozed out, forming a blood drop.

The man who looked down to pick up the picture was cut by the fragment.

From the perspective of Chi Huan, there is still no expression on his face.

He cut his hand and didn't react. He took out the photos buried in the debris.

He got up and put the photo in his pocket. He didn't turn around or turn back. He said lightly, "there are too many broken glass on the ground, which is easy to hurt his feet."

After that, he raised his feet and walked out unhurriedly.

Chi Huan looks at his back. As soon as his eyes are closed, tears fall down and fall on the back of his hand.

Mo Shiqian goes back to the bedroom, takes a piece of paper and wipes the blood at will, then takes the cleaning tool.

The whole process, his handsome face in addition to the gloomy no other expression, eyes quiet, contour lines tight.

I still hear what the woman said.