Chapter 171

There is a huge difference between a woman's feet and a man's, and she doesn't deliberately pursue them. When she gets to the second floor, she sees Mo Beiting coming out of the bedroom with toiletries.

Handsome indifferent face without a trace of expression, flat light way, "I sleep in the study today."

Yi Qiao had been blowing outside the restaurant before, but now it worked. She had a bad headache and put her finger on her temple

Mo Beiting's thin lips stirred up a cool smile, which seemed to mock and satirize. The tone was even worse. To the extreme, "it should be quick."

He passed her.

I went directly to the study on one side.

The door of the study was slammed by him with a loud bang.

Yi Qiao's body was also shaken by this movement. She raised her hand to cover her face and pressed the thought that she was almost rushing out of her heart. She stood at the door and waited for a while. When her mood was relieved, she pushed the door in.

Like this, into the bedroom can take off that layer of shackles, not by its fermentation!

Her marriage to Mo Beiting was too much for her to think about.

Although she used means to force him to get married, it was also the right time, place and people. If Mo Beiting didn't go to Royal No.1 at that time, if Chen Baimo didn't go to the United States that night, if he controlled it, if Chen Baimo came back or made a phone call when he got the license.

So many factors, if there is one.

Mo Beiting would never marry her.

She does not have the right conditions to force him not to divorce!

The initiative of this marriage is in the hands of Mo Beiting, and it may end anytime, anywhere.

Knowing that there was no result, how could she dare to go by herself? Because of his actions, his eyes and his words, heaven and hell for a while?

She won't do such a toss.

……

Mo Beiting threw the toiletries directly on the tea table in his study, opened the wine cabinet and took a bottle of wine out of it.

Open the cap and pour a cup.

The wine is fragrant and mellow!

He looked down at the red liquid flowing into the transparent glass, some thoughts do not belong.

Qiao Jinhuai called and asked hesitantly, "do you want me to check that man?"

"Who?" He didn't respond for a moment. He asked subconsciously and knew.

He lowered his head and took a sip of the wine

That fake is nothing to worry about.

What really occupied her mind was another long buried man, who investigated what she could do? Can he still dig him up and whip his body?

Now there is no burial, no whipping.

Only a jar of ashes remained.

Is it difficult to make it more popular?

There are a few seconds of silence, Qiao Jinhuai advised: "since that man has died, even if it is in the past, you don't want to be angry about it."

Mo Beiting has already known about his attack on shangjuezhou.

When they were rebellious in the past, it was common for them to fight and drag racing, especially for their well-off family members.

But since they have taken real power, they haven't been out with anyone.

"It's none of my business to die or not?"

Low cold thin words from the man's mouth, with obvious disdain and ridicule.

But I don't know whether this mockery is mocking himself or Qiao Jinhuai!

Qiao Jinhuai prepared for a long time, then he blocked back, raised his hand and touched his eyebrows, "well, since it's nothing to do, I don't mind my own business, if you need to call me."

Mo Beiting impolitely choked out a voice: "I need to call you, what's the use?"

Qiao Jinhuai knows.

The word "need" always means infinite beauty and obscurity!

No translation is required.

Knowing that Mo Beiting was in a bad mood, he said, "OK, then you can make Shen Yiqiao strong, which not only solves the need, but also makes him angry."

Mo Beiting hung up directly.

A bottle of wine soon bottomed out.

The residual red wine on the taste buds is particularly mellow and fragrant.

He stood by the French window in a daze, nodded a cigarette, but did not smoke, the smoke winding upward.

The soot accumulated for a long time and finally fell naturally.

He used to be used to Baijiu, and the degree of red wine was basically a drink for him.

But tonight it seems to be on top.

The night of the villa is particularly quiet, without the noise of the city, even the sound of insects.

Because of Yiqiao's sleep problem, the villa's bodyguard has another job, catching insects!

Mo Beiting maintained a movement all the time. He stood at the window until the middle of the night. After receiving a call from Ji Yunan, he sat in his office chair and chatted for a while.

Hang up. It's over three in the morning.

Mo Beiting raised his hand and pressed his brow, which was swollen and painful due to lack of sleep. He raised his hand and opened the drawer on one side.

Inside, there was a kraft paper bag containing the divorce agreement.

It's not thick.

I can hardly feel the thickness of the paper in my hand.

He stared at the words on it for a while. He knew the contents without opening them.

This villa, as well as AC's 2% shares in his name and the large amount of cash, are the divorce compensation he gave her.

This is not the one he initially prepared.

This is the biggest bottom line compensation that he has revised countless times!

What he remembered at that time was the picture of her smoking in the back alley of Royal No.1 in her bare clothes.

He held it in his hand and looked at it for a while. He didn't close his eyes until his eyes tingled, because he didn't blink for a long time and his eyes were red.