After entering the elevator, Wang Yue couldn't help but say: "Mr. Shen, I can see that Mo Dong loves you very much. It's normal for him to make some troubles between husband and wife. He puts down his posture to coax you. Don't you forgive him?"
Yi Qiao has been distracted, although just a glance, but she still saw Wang Yue bag is a man's suit. She and her husband are divorcing. No one wants them. We can't return one of his clothes.
Contact what she is wearing today, it is not difficult to imagine whose clothes are in the bag.
"In that case, why do you have to divorce your husband?"
Yi Qiao a face is playful, the facial expression is light diffuse, even is high at her.
Wang Yue bit his lip in embarrassment and said, "my situation is different from yours."
"Why not? Is your man the scum man recognized all over the world Yi Qiao hands ring chest, eyes from her body light skim, "look at your appearance is not necessarily true, marriage is like drinking water, warm and cold know, other people's private affairs or don't too much interference, lest make oneself inside and outside is not human."
In the end, her words were extremely severe.
Wang Yue's face changed dramatically, the whole pale down, she tightly squeezed the bag in her hand, "I'm sorry, Mr. Shen."
It's on the first floor.
As soon as Yi Qiao got out of the elevator, she met Mo Beiting, who also just came out of the elevator. She had a white shirt, black trousers and a long black woolen coat. She didn't need to look carefully to know that they were valuable.
Yi Qiao: "three elder brothers."
When Mo Beiting looked at her calling him, he didn't even focus his eyes on his face. He only looked at the white wall behind him symbolically.
His heart that group has been burning flames rub more exuberant, face a sink, hand has been ring on her shoulder, "off work?"
Yi Qiao is hugged by him suddenly, the body involuntarily stiff for a while, a few seconds later just lax, "en."
Wang Yue said with great insight, "Mr. Shen, Mr. Mo Dong, I'll go first."
Naturally, no one would talk to her.
After Wang Yue left, only Yi Qiao and Mo Beiting were left in the corridor.
Mo Beiting's thick ink eyes stared at her, and took back his hand calmly. "Go to Royal No.1 with me, Jin Zhi has a drink appointment."
Yi Qiao refused: "I don't want to drink."
She didn't sleep well these nights. Now she is weak and weak. She just wants to go back and lie in bed. She can't sleep well.
"I want to drink, you drive."
"You can call a valet."
Mo Beiting grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the direction of his parking. "I don't want to call a surrogate driver."
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Royal No.1.
By the time Yiqiao and Mo Beiting arrived, Qiao Jinhuai and Yan Jinzhi had already arrived. Just the two of them were playing light music with slow rhythm, and the light was also normal warm yellow.
Yan Jin is drinking. She looks up at the people who come in, and says, "third brother, third sister-in-law."
His mood is extremely introverted, and his drinking behavior is even elegant. He can't see the irritability and boredom of ordinary people.
Probably is a long illness, Yi Qiao a see he mood is extremely bad.
Yan Jinzhi's character does not belong to the type of dull and introverted.
Mo Beiting looks at Qiao Jinhua. Qiao shrugs and shows her hand, saying that she doesn't know what's wrong. His eyes turn to Shen Yiqiao beside Mo Beiting, and he smiles: "is this the person you are waiting for in the company? What contract have you signed? "
When receiving the phone call from Yan Jinzhi, he and his third brother are both in the company. He said that he made an appointment to talk about the contract and asked him to come first.
"No," Mo Beiting sat down quietly and ordered a simple meal from the waiter. "The man was temporarily busy and didn't come."
"Oh, I can't see it. Mo San Shao is still standing up."
"It's more time to be released, but you don't see it."
The simple meal is for Yiqiao. After the waiter brought it up, Mo Beiting let Yiqiao put it in front of him directly.
"Thank you." She was hungry when she was in the company, but Mo Beiting forced her to come here.
"Well," Mo Beiting, still not cold, sat a little far away from her and lit a cigarette.
Yi Qiao lowered her head to eat, but she didn't listen to what the three of them were talking about. Halfway through the meal, she came into several men in police uniform. "Excuse me, who is Mr. Yan Jin's speech?"
Yan Jinzhi put down the cup, stood up, straightened the slightly messy clothes, "I am."
"Hello, a miss Shang has accused you of rape. Now we need you to go to the police station with us to assist in the investigation."