Chapter 155

Now, all she felt was a tumult of anger in her chest.

Aware of someone, peach slowly opened her eyes.

At the moment of seeing Mo Xi ran, tears flow down automatically.

"You want to die, don't you?" Mo Xi ran choked and came over.

Peach squeezed out a smile and said in a soft voice: "I'm all like this, you still say me, don't you know that wrist cutting is very painful?"

Is this still her peach?

Mo Xi ran couldn't help crying.

Peaches cry, too.

The two little girls cried together like this.

Tao Ran wiped his eyes and quietly retreated to the ward to wait.

Cry enough, Mo West dye pulled face tissue paper, wipe tears for peach and oneself.

After pulling the chair and sitting down, she sobbed and asked, "who? Who made you like this? Who the hell is that? "

Peach eyes a flash, escape said: "you don't care, I really all right."

"Nothing? You almost died, and you said it was OK! " Mo West dye low roars, "you hasten to say! Who is it

"I..."

Peach's words haven't been said, just listen to the voice of Tao Ran outside the ward.

"You go! You are not welcome here! "

"Tao Ran, don't force me."

Another male voice, some familiar.

Mo Xi ran frowned and suddenly stood up and went to the door of the ward.

"Xizi!" Peach anxiously sat up, but it was too late.

Popular text open Tao Ran push open the door, just Mo West dye went to the door.

Four eyes opposite, head-on collision.

"Popular writing?" Mo Xi ran cried.

With a twinkle of eyes and a smile, Xiao Xizi, why are you here

Straightened out the train of thought, Mo Xi ran looked at the popular tattoo.

Tao Ran's angry face.

All told her that the peach into such a person, is popular.

"What did you do to peaches?" Mo West dye hands in the body side clenched into a fist, word by word.

Wen Mei Yu, a popular cluster, said in a low voice: "this matter, you don't care."

"Peach is my best friend! You told me to leave it alone? " Mo Xi ran was so angry.

She really wants to go up and beat the popular literature!

But

He and peach, how did they get entangled?

"Xizi, Xizi."

Behind her, peach is calling her.

Glared fiercely, Mo Xi ran turned back.

Peach tightly grasped Mo Xi Ran's hand and said in a low voice, "don't worry, OK?"

"No!" Mo Xi ran grits her teeth. Hearing the sound of footsteps, she turns her head and looks at the popular text, "I must take care of it!"

"Oh?" Vogue text hook lips, smile at her: "how do you want to tube?"? Go back and complain to Yanchen? "

Mo Xi ran was stunned.

A face is blue and white.

Yeah, what does she do?

She has no money and no power.

"Shut up Peach red eyes, roar to popular text.

She won't, he won't say that.

Popular text sneer, looked at two people, turned away.

As soon as he left, Tao Ran came in.

Peach copies the tissue box on the head cabinet and throws it at Tao Ran, "what did I tell you?"

Tao Ran bowed his head wrongly.

"Well, what are you angry with Tao Ran?" Mo xican holds the peach tightly.

"I'm sorry." Peach, close your eyes.

Mo West dye distressed to death, "I'm sorry, I can't do anything, I'm useless!"

"Don't say that." Peach gently pushed aside Mo Xi ran, looking into her eyes, "you are my best friend."

But as peach's best friend, she can't do anything for her.

Accompany peach until the evening, Mo West dye just come out from the hospital.

Walking on the road at night, she looked at the towering buildings on both sides and the colorful neon lights on the street, confused.

Are they ordinary people destined to be trampled on?

She couldn't compete with Zhou Yanchen, so she agreed to marry him.

Peach can't fight popular literature, so he was forced to become his lover.

They just want to have a good life. Why is it so difficult.

The Zhou family.

Mo West dye into the door, old lady Zhou saw her, immediately beckoned her to go.

"What's the matter? You look so ugly? " Holding her hand anxiously, Mrs. Zhou asked.

Is this concern real?

No.

Mrs. Zhou thought she was her daughter-in-law, so she was kind to her.

If one day Mrs. Zhou knew the truth, what would she do to her?

"I'm a little tired." Murmur said, "Mom, can I go back to my room and have a rest?""Come on, come on." Old lady Zhou said quickly.

Nodding, she went up the stairs.

"Just what?" Old lady Zhou looks at Mo Xi Ran's listless appearance and worries.

Zhou Yanxi thought for a moment and took out his mobile phone to call Zhou Yanchen.

"Where is it?"

"What's the matter?"

"Come back early."

"You're in charge of a lot."

"Your wife is in a bad mood. Come back early."

There was silence, and the man's voice was low: "I see."

After half of the party, Cheng Lin handles it, and Zhou Yanchen returns to Zhou's home.

As the driver drove, he sat in the back seat, frowning.

Push open the bedroom door, there is someone on the tatami.

Zhou Yanchen took off his suit coat, threw it on the bed, loosened his collar and took it away.

The quilt shakes, Feng Mou a cold, he bends over, lift the quilt.

"Ah..."

Mo West dye exclaimed, instantly raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Tears flow down her fingers, she did not know how long to cry, the tip of her nose red love.

Zhou Yanchen squatted down and sat up with her.

His voice was cold and low: "what's the matter?"

Mo Xi ran just cried and didn't speak.

Zhou Yanchen waited for a while, but when he saw that she was still crying, he was impatient and broke her hand with a frown.

"What's the matter?"

"You, you rich people, like to do whatever you want, don't you?"

Stammering out such a sentence made Zhou Yanchen confused.

Raising his hand, he wiped her tears and snot with his shirt sleeve.

"What do you mean? You make it clear to me. "

"You are so bullying! We just have no money and no power, so we're going to let you round and flatten? Who are we going to provoke? "

"We? You

Seizing the hidden information in Mo Xi Ran's words, Zhou Yanchen thought it over and guessed it.

"Did you get in touch with your friend?"

His words fall, Mo West dye surprised looking at him, "you know?"

"I don't know all about it." Then he sat on the tatami, put his arms around Mo xican's shoulder and patted her on the back.

"You said

Mo Xi ran doesn't speak.

Vogue Wen is his good brother, he certainly won't help himself, and it's in vain to tell him.

"No?" Zhou Yanchen reached out and pinched her jaw. "Do you think about it?"

"I said, will you help me?" She didn't know what was going on, so she asked.

In fact, at the bottom of her heart, she hoped that he could help her.

It's also a trial.

See if you have a place in his heart.

"It depends." Zhou Yanchen shaved her eyelashes. "It's so ugly."

Mo Xi ran shriveled his mouth and said the peach thing again.

After listening, his brow was very tight.

Looking at him, she carefully asked: "can you let the peach go?"

Low Mou, he to her beg the vision of hope, in the heart move.

……

Sleep seeking.

Popular text push the door into, found that only Zhou Yanchen a private room.

Most of his intentions have been guessed.

"What can I do for you?" When he came over, he sat beside Zhou Yanchen and took a cup of wine from the tea table.

Zhou Yanchen glanced at him and shook his glass.

"What's the matter with you and her friend?" The male voice is weak.

What else can happen? I like her. I like her. It's that simple. "

"She's not the woman you used to play with."

"How do you know she's not? How do you know I'm playing? "

Sheng Xingwen's mind is not as shallow as Zhou Yanchen's, but perhaps deeper.

If you offend Zhou Yanchen, you will know that you are going to die ugly.

But if you offend vogue Wen, he can talk to you on the surface, but behind the scenes, you may not even know how or when you died.

They are all called Sheng Xingwen, old fox and smiling tiger.

"Ah Wen, give me face." Zhou Yanchen said, clinking a cup with Sheng Xingwen.

Vogue Wen sneers and shakes his head: "did your little wife cry for you?"