Chapter 32

"Mo Beiting, haven't you left?"

Yi Qiao is a little guilty. When she talks, her fingertips are trembling slightly. After putting on makeup, she can't see her face pale.

Mo Beiting looked at her faintly, "it's not easy to take a taxi. I'll take you back."

"Good."

On the car, Yi Joe has been very nervous, afraid that he heard what he just said.

Mo Beiting's car has excellent performance. He is also an old driver. There are basically no bumps along the way, but Yi Qiao is very worried. She grabs her skirt out of the fold, but it's in places that Mo Beiting can't see.

She side head to see the man's face, the curvature of the jaw is still tight, there are cyan beard slag out, a kind of uninhibited sexy.

"Mo Beiting..."

The man turned his head and motioned her to continue!

Yi Qiao bit his lower lip. It's really hard for him to ask. If he doesn't hear it, there's no silver here. If he doesn't ask, he's worried. He's afraid that things will go beyond his expectation and he won't be able to control them.

She went to see Mo Beiting's face again. She had nothing but indifference!

After waiting for a long time, Mo Beiting frowned and said impatiently, "say it."

"How about Chen Baimo's foot injury?"

"Oh," Mo Beiting said with an unidentified sneer, and Zhan Han's eyes swept her face, "what do you want to hear?"

“……”

She's not sure.

Every time she mentioned Chen Baimo, Mo Beiting was very hostile, as if she was just trying to figure out how to count her.

"Broken? Disabled? Or is it not a big problem? "

Yi Qiao shrugged, "as far as I'm concerned, it's better for her to be disabled, but I'm afraid you'll feel sorry for her. After all, disabled ex girlfriends are more likely to arouse men's sympathy and protection than normal. I don't want to waste my life on her."

"Who do you want to waste it on?"

"You."

Mo Beiting

He just asked, did not expect Shen Yiqiao will answer so crisp, but often, the answer without thinking is false.

"Then you'd better remember this sentence. If one day you go back..."

Mo Beiting stopped.

What if you go back?

Does he want to stay with her forever?

This marriage will end one day, and it won't be long.

The car stopped outside the villa. Yiqiao pushed the door open and got off. As soon as the door was closed, Mo Beiting stepped on the accelerator and rushed out quickly!

Yi Qiao's bare leg was scalded by the car exhaust. She gave a light "sizzle" and looked down. There was a shallow red spot!

There is still a little distance between the gate and the main house. The trees on both sides of the road are full of shade, which makes the sky above impervious to any sunlight. Even if you walk slowly, it's not unbearable.

As she approached, she saw a strange white BMW parked in the garden. She stood in the distance. The door of the white BMW opened and she stepped out of a leg with stiletto heels.

Chen Baimo got out of the car, turned to Yiqiao, raised his hand and took off his sunglasses, "Miss Shen."

She was wearing a sleeveless, one-piece shirt and shorts. Her thighs were symmetrical and slender. Every place was just right. She looked like a dancer.

Yi Qiao narrowed his eyes and stood under the mottled light and shadow, picking his eyebrows lazily. "Miss Chen, Beiting has just left. Now you drive to catch up. Maybe you can catch up."

"I'm not looking for him. I'm looking for you. Let's talk?"

Although she was asking for her permission, her words and expressions were all like "I'm willing to talk to you, but I look up to you." this kind of lofty attitude is not to be ignored.

"I don't know who is used to Miss Chen's lofty and arrogant attitude, but I refuse." Yi Qiao passed her and walked in.

Chen Baimo was breathless with anger. "Shen Yiqiao, I'm Beiting's girlfriend. Don't you think it's shameful to marry him by such a mean way?"

"You're here to talk about it?" She was disappointed. "I thought you came to talk about Lu Yan with me."

Speaking of that name, Chen Baimo's face was completely shred, and even his cheeks were covered. "What do you have to do with him?"