Ma Yawen's words just finished, behind him came Mo Junbo's calm, introverted and cold voice.
His voice was smooth, without a ripple. But listen to in the ear, but is like the cold wind whistling general, let a person can't help but shudder, and that cold wind also "swish" from the neck pouring, scraping skin piercing pain.
He walked steadily towards this side with the support of two bodyguards.
On his body, exudes is like the emperor general to be noble and lofty breath.
The onlookers felt that they had made way for him.
There was no expression on Mo Junbo's face. He was cold, deep and evil. Especially that pair of eyes, silent like the eyes of a poisonous snake, so spicy and cold staring at Ma Yawen.
Ma Yawen turns around after hearing Mo Junbo's voice, and when Mo Junbo appears in her sight, she is not good at all.
His eyes were as big as brass bells, and they were full of panic and fear. Even his body was shaking slightly.
"Jun Junbo. " She stammered and called Mo Junbo.
Ling Yuexian and Mo Junbo step up to Ma Yawen and raise their hands to give her a heavy slap in the face.
Ma Yawen only felt her cheek shake for a while, and then the corner of her mouth tasted a bit of salty blood. I can't even feel the pain on my cheek.
"Mo Shao's name is not what Qi Mao's mistress can call you!" Ling Yue looked at her and said without expression.
The word "mistress" just like two sharp knives "pop" into Ma Yawen's chest.
Then I heard a voice of sobbing, which came from the villagers.
Mistress?
So she was the mistress herself!
Mo Junbo walked up to Yang Shuqing and Wen Xiujuan and called them respectfully, "uncle, uncle. I'm sorry to have surprised you
Yang Shuqing released the hand that clasped Ma Yawen's wrist, glanced at Mo Junbo with a pale face, and did not speak.
Instead, Wen Xiujuan takes a look at Ma Yawen, then looks at Mo Junbo with a straight face, and asks in a deep voice, "little mo, what's the matter with her? My family Lihe will never do anything against conscience and morality! "
Mo Junbo nodded and said sincerely, "don't worry, aunt. I have nothing to do with her daughter. I can't control the bees and butterflies coming, but I can control my eyes. I'm Li He's boyfriend, so I'm only responsible for Li He. "
Ling Yue raised his foot and kicked Ma Yawen's calf. Ma Yalan "plopped" and knelt down to the ground.
At the moment, Ma Yawen has completely lost the publicity and arrogance just now, full of all kinds of horror and fear, the whole person just kneeling on the ground shivering.
Mo Junbo saw the finger print on Wen Xiujuan's face and was obviously beaten by Ma Yawen. His eyes slightly twisted, eyes color down a sink, bow sharp eyes such as two beams of strong light general shot at Ma Yalan, deep voice again unhurried sounded, "how? Don't you know how to answer me? "
"Ink Mo Shao I... " Ma Yawen looks at Mo Junbo with a face of horror and tension. She opens her mouth with a slight tremor, but she doesn't know what to say.
Mo Junbo coldly looks at her. Ling Yue has already dialed Qi Mao's mobile phone, and it's still a video call.
Qi Mao saw Mo Junbo's phone call, and it was still a video call. His heart "clattered" and sank, and his heart was swept by a bad premonition.
No?
Ma Yawen that woman shouldn't be arrested by Mo Junbo?
Some nervous picked up the phone, "Junbo, what can I do for you?"
Qi Mao tried his best to make his tone calm and normal, but also to make his expression not so unnatural. In front of Mo Junbo, he said with a gentle voice and a kind tone.
However, it is not Mo Junbo's cheek that comes into his eyelids, but the face of Ling Yue, the bodyguard beside Mo Junbo.
Ling Yue looked at him without expression, handed his mobile phone to Mo Junbo, and said respectfully, "young master, Qi Mao's phone is connected."
Qi Mao?
Listen to a bodyguard dare to call him by name and surname, and he has no respect at all. Qi Mao's mood is obviously not good, but he can't show it on his face. I can only be patient and wait for Mo Junbo to talk to him.
A few days ago, Mo Junbo's arrogant and arrogant behavior is still fresh in my mind.
Qi Yilan hasn't recovered even now. Her right hand is useless. No matter what, it's impossible to mend the two holes Yang Lihe had in her palm.
Thinking of Yang Lihe's ruthlessness, Qi Mao himself was in a cold sweat.
This young girl, how can she be so cruel? She didn't even blink her eyelids when she started. That fierce strength is the same as Mo Junbo. No wonder Mo Junbo takes a fancy to her.
His daughter Ziqing, although she is also ruthless, compared with the woman Yang Lihe, she is just a drop in the bucket!Last time, Qi Ziqing was scared by her, and now she has nightmares occasionally.
Mo Junbo took the phone, but it was not his own video with Qi Mao, but the lens on Ma Yawen.
Qi Mao in see Ma Yawen that moment, that tiny still lift to hang of heart, "whoosh" of once sink to bottom.
This should be a dead woman. He has been hurting her for nothing all these years. Unexpectedly, he was really caught by Mo Junbo. Qi Mao was so angry that he gnashed his teeth.
In the video, Ma Yawen is kneeling on the ground, and there are blood stains on the corner of her mouth, which is obviously beaten.
As soon as Ma Yawen saw Qi Mao, she seemed to see the Savior. She quickly cried out to Qi Mao in the video, "Lao Qi, Lao Qi."
"Ma Yawen, what have you done? Ah! How did you offend Junbo? " Qi Mao angrily stares at Ma Yawen and questions harshly.
"I I I... " Ma Yawen was so busy that she didn't know how to answer.
Mo Junbo took back his mobile phone, looked directly at Qi Mao and said, "Uncle Qi, for my father's sake, I still call you that. But, obviously, you've taken my words for granted. You said, "what should I do now?"
His voice is cold, but it shows a strong sense of threat, not to mention Ma Yawen's shivering kneeling on the ground, even Qi Mao on the other end of the video is cold, can't help shivering.
Qi maomeng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked at Mo Junbo with a face of embarrassment and entanglement. "Since she didn't take your words to heart, she just wanted to offend you, so you can do it! What should I do? I have nothing to say! "
"Lao Qi!" Ma Yawen looks at him in horror.