Chapter 130

Yi Qiao stayed in the hospital until the morning. After breakfast with Mr. Shen, she took a taxi back to the hotel. When she got into a taxi, she remembered that she had left her mobile phone in the ward and didn't want to take it back.

Without a room card, she had to knock on the door.

This point.

She raised her wrist and looked at the time.

I don't know whether Mo Beiting is out or not!

Without two taps, there was movement inside.

As soon as the door opened, it was dark inside, and a choking smell of smoke came to my face.

Before she could frown, a hand came out from inside and dragged her in. She bumped into a man's strong chest.

It hurts a little.

The familiar smell of the man mixed with the strong smell of tobacco and wine came into the nose. Yi Qiao was held by him and couldn't move at all.

She looked up and the man had kicked the door in advance.

In the dark, she couldn't see each other's face clearly, but she still recognized who it was.

"Northern court?"

"Shen Yiqiao, why did you marry me?"

His voice was low and hoarse, with a trace of obvious ferocity in his words.

His hands, waist, and back were all tight!

Yi Qiao's waist seems to be broken by him.

Last night in the hospital, I was feeling bored and confused. I tossed and turned all night, but I didn't sleep. As soon as I came back, I was pulled in by Mo Beiting holding his arm. Now I'm a little confused and can't keep up with the rhythm.

I don't know why Mo Beiting was interested in this matter again, but he still looked gloomy and terrible.

But she decided that Chen Baimo must have something to do with it.

"What did she tell you?"

They stood in the porch, Yi Qiao raised his hand and turned on the light.

The light is dazzling.

Both men squinted at the same time.

Mo Beiting was in a bad mood at the moment, and he was angry with everything.

Yi Qiao's action of turning on the light also lit the spark, "turn off the light."

At this time, he looked a little terrible, as if he had stayed up all night, with blood in his eyes and a light stubble on his chin.

Staring at her eyes look particularly gloomy.

Yi Qiao doesn't like to talk about things in the dark, can't see each other's expression clearly, always appears passive.

She kicked off her high heels and saw Mo Beiting staring at her all the time, saying nothing.

A sneer rose from the corner of his lips and pushed him: "I'll ask her."

Mo Beiting was pushed away by her. Yi Qiao turned around and walked two steps. He held hands and took him back. "You don't need to ask other people, just answer me, what's your purpose of marrying me."

Seeing that she didn't answer, the man's eyes sank and sank. He raised his hand and pressed it on her chest. "Shen Yiqiao, are you guilty?"

It's clearly a beautiful action, but now in this situation, they don't have a beautiful mind in their hearts.

Mo Beiting's face was calm, but his heart sank heavily.

The hand that holds her waist changes to clamp her shoulder, five fingers tighten!

His strength is unbearable even for ordinary men, not to mention that Yi Qiao is still a weak woman. He is angry in his heart. For a moment, he can't control his strength. Yi Qiao frowns in pain and can't help but hiss.

Yi Qiao didn't know what Chen Baimo had said to him, so he didn't know where to start.

"I don't understand."

"Don't you understand?" Mo Beiting sneers. He has also been involved in officialdom. Although he is not perfect at "observing words and observing appearances", he can still see the general situation.

Yi Qiao's mind, how can he not understand.

"Don't you understand, or do you want to avoid? Shen Yiqiao, I only ask you, do you marry me for revenge on Baimo? "

Yi Qiao's brain "hums", the aftereffect bursts.

Hearing loss for a short time is like lack of oxygen. The picture in front of us is wobbly.

The body is weak, and some of them can't stand.

What did Chen Baimo say?

She told Mo Beiting?

no

Yi Qiao reluctantly pulls out a trace of reason from the chaos, can't stand sneer, she knows Chen Baimo too well, that kind of selfish and self-interest person, how can let oneself painstakingly manage so many years of gentle image be destroyed.

What's more, she loves mobeiting so much.

How willing to tell everything!

"I have nothing to say. If you believe her, I can't say anything."

She turned away from his eyes.

Yi Qiao is not born to be a dramatist. If she had been, she would have looked at him and lied to him as if nothing had happened.

But now

"But you don't even want to explain, do you?"

He stares at the woman's plain white and delicate face, and only wants to be able to pinch the heartless woman.

Mo Beiting breathed out a breath. He used to hear that his heart, liver, stomach and lungs were aching, and he thought it was affectation. Now he really realized this feeling, and he knew it was real pain.

Painful, he would like to do something to relieve the dull pain.

But Yi Qiao is a weak woman, he can't fight.

"As long as you say it, I believe it."