Chapter 517

"Mom must have had bad grades at school. The teacher didn't like you, so you hated him, didn't you?" Ozawa a very confirmed look at his mother, said his guess.

Mu Jing orange instant black line, looked at his son in consternation, finally had to agree with the nod.

Although admitting that you have not done well is absolutely slandering your past excellence, at least She doesn't need to explain the identity of Qu Shaochen to her son, and she doesn't need to worry about her son's questioning.

People are like this. When you get something, you must lose something.

Because, just when Mu Jingcheng thought that he had "defeated" his son, the haunted voice came from behind, "are you really good at cheating your son like this?"

Hearing the sound, Mu Jingcheng turned back fiercely.

When you see the handsome face of Qu Shaochen, you suddenly feel that the whole person is not good. Tqr1

"Qu Shaochen, are you finished?" Mu Jing orange angrily looked at the haunted man, how could he not let her go?!

District Little Chen eyebrow tiny Cu, don't understand of looking at her, "what meaning?"

"Why do you have to follow me?" Mu Jingcheng stares at him with questioning, "we have nothing to do with each other for a long time. Is it meaningful for you to do so?"

"Yes!" Qu Shaochen's deep eyes stare at her, "if I had followed you like this five years ago, maybe I wouldn't have lost you."

Mu Jing orange suddenly stunned for a while, looking at his affectionate eyes, his heart hurt as if it had been torn.

She thought that she had forgotten the pain. She thought that she had already escaped from the torment. But now she knows that those experiences and pains, not only have not disappeared, but under his guidance, are more sharp and more rampant.

It's out of control.

"No need!" Mu Jingcheng looked at him indifferently. His grievances and resentments were wrapped up by himself at the moment. He didn't want to and couldn't let him see, "five years ago, it wasn't you who lost me, but I chose to give up!" Speaking of this, Mu Jingcheng raised his chin high and looked at the once invincible man haughtily, "so You don't have to, and you don't have to, because That will make me hate you even more! "

Finish saying, Mu Jing orange pulls small Ze to walk outward then.

"Disgusted?" District Little Chen brow lock of looking at her, "because five years ago, you think of that misunderstanding?"

"Misunderstanding?" Mu Jingcheng suddenly became angry. But the next second, she realized her gaffe, so she quickly took back the anger that almost erupted. She took a deep breath and looked at Qu Shaochen with a indifferent attitude again, "even if it's a misunderstanding, I don't care!" She pulled the corner of her lip coldly, then said, "you are not as important as you think! I left by myself five years ago, which has nothing to do with you, so Mr. Qu Can you let me go? "

"No!" Qu Shaochen refused her "request" without thinking about it.

Mu Jing Cheng was stunned for a moment. He had no choice but to look at him angrily. "What do you want?"

"You know!" Qu Shaochen looks at her deeply, but feels guilty at the beginning. If he knew that the woman five years ago was too stupid to see the clue of the matter, and if he knew that the woman would misunderstand him so deeply, he would not let the matter develop into an uncontrollable situation.

No way!

"I don't know!" Mujing orange gave him a hard look, and then said in a low and warning voice, "don't follow me, otherwise, I'll call the police and catch you!"

"Good!" Qu Shaochen was not frightened by her, but looked at her with approval, "thank you!"

"Thank you?" Mu Jingcheng looks at him in surprise.

"The police are here. They can help me find my wife and son who have been separated for many years!" With that, Qu Shaochen puts his eyes on Ozawa, who has been watching the game coldly.

Mu Jingcheng feels that his eyes are threatening his son, so he immediately pulls Ozawa behind him to block him, "Qu Shaochen, you are a madman!"

"That's why I married you!" Qu Shaochen looks at her faintly, there is no emotion in her eyes, but it seems to have more meaning.

Mu Jingcheng doesn't want to talk to him any more, and doesn't want to have any language disputes with him any more. She knows very well that after five years, she is still not his opponent.

"Ozawa, let's go..." Mu Jingcheng takes her son and walks to a taxi that has just stopped.

Looking at Mujing orange escape also like to get into the taxi, district Shaochen some sad sigh, and then also reached out to stop a car, followed up.

Along the way, Mu Jingcheng has been staring at the taxi behind him, holding the phone tightly in his hand, but hesitating to call the police.

"Mom, that person seems to like you!" Ozawa while playing with transformers, while saying his feelings.

"Don't spit out blood, my son is in the middle of the chaos"If not, what are you nervous about?" Ozawa looks up at her.

"I'm nervous? When am I nervous? " Mujing orange will always look at the back of the car glass body twist, sit side by side with his son, a matter has not been the appearance, holding a mobile phone to play.

"If we don't run, what are we going to do?" Ozawa looked at his mother contemptuously, "you are guilty of being a thief!"

"Hey Mu Jingcheng suddenly looked at his son in surprise, "who taught you this idiom?" Ozawa, who has always been in an English based school, rarely received such an orthodox Chinese education.

Moreover, Mu Jingcheng was sure that he had never taught him any idioms, let alone the idioms used to hit his face, so he was very surprised.

"Uncle Mo!" Ozawa continues to play with his transformers, but he thinks, I will do more, just you don't know.

Looking at him fall into his own game again, a pair of lazy to pay attention to their own appearance, Mu Jing orange in the heart of a silent curse: Sheng Zimo, you dare to teach my son, see I go back not to deal with you!

The car is speeding on the highway. Although Mu Jingcheng is worried about being "tracked" by Qu Shaochen, she is more worried about her son's attention to Qu Shaochen.

So, in order to make the man less obvious influence on her and her son's life, she tried to cover up her inner anxiety, picked up her mobile phone and watched the news above. At the same time, she let the driver deliberately detour, trying to delay the time to go home.

Only when she looked back at the car again did she find that the taxi that had been following them had disappeared. But in the end, she gave the name of a hotel