"Don't worry, Joe. Your heart is worthless."
Qiao Anxin was stunned. When she looked up at Shangmo Yesi with disgust and disgust, she felt that her mind seemed to have been seen through by the man in front of her. In front of him, her calculation was also seen clearly, and there was no place to escape.
This feeling, like being stripped in public, made her feel angry and shameful.
She suddenly became angry: "my heart is worthless, then Joe Mian.". Even if I have a crush on your status, don't you think Joe Mianmian is like this. I'm obsessed with vanity. Isn't Qiao Mianmian obsessed with vanity? "
"She is not greedy and vain. She will marry you soon after she knows you. If it wasn't for your status, do you think she would look up to you? "
Listening to her talking about Qiao Mianmian, moyesi turns his head to look at Qiao Mianmian. The man's cold eyes, which just face Qiao Mianmian, are warm in an instant, and the corners of his lips are slightly raised. With a kind of doting gentle tone, he says: "I wish she was a vain woman. If she married me because of my status, Then I'm relieved. "
"You, you, what do you say?"
On the bed, Qiao Anxin's pale face showed a look of astonishment.
She wondered if she had heard wrong.
Mo Yesi reached out and gave Qiao Mianmian a haircut. She whispered softly, "if she likes my status, as long as the Mohist family doesn't fall down for a day, and as long as I continue to be my Mohist president, she won't leave me."
"So I hope she's a vain woman, so I won't worry about her leaving me."
Qiao Mianmian
Mr. Mo, are you sure that Joe won't be angry with you immediately?
Anyway, if she was Qiao Anxin, she would die on the spot.
"You, you... Are you crazy?" Qiao an Xin stares big eyes, a face can't believe of facial expression, see Mo Ye Si's eyes also full of can't believe.
In her opinion, moyesi is possessed by ghosts.
Otherwise, how could he say such a thing.
Crazy. He must be crazy.
Mo Ye Si embraces Qiao Mianmian and turns his head. When his eyes fall on Qiao Anxin's pale face, the temperature in his eyes instantly fades: "you've framed Mianmian repeatedly. I wanted to teach you a lesson, but now you've eaten the evil, so I don't need to do it again."
After that, Mo Yesi didn't look at her again. He turned to Qiao Mianmian and whispered, "I've seen it. I don't need to waste time here. Let's go."
Joe Mianmian nodded: "well."
She came here to know what Joe wanted to say to her before she died.
Now, she knows all about it.
Qiao Anxin's hatred for her will not fade a bit even in the second before her death.
But these are not important to Qiao Mianmian.
When Joe died, these things would be even less important.
They turned and walked out.
Go to the door, hear Qiao Anxin suddenly hoarse, exhausted roar: "Qiao mianmianmian, you will not die well, you will not die well. I won't let you go. I'll never let you go as a ghost. "
Joe pauses, then continues to walk out.
Qiao Anxin is still shouting wildly in the ward.
"Joe Mianmian, I hate you, I hate you!"
"Ah, Joe Mianmian, you bitch."