Chapter 622

Rong Qing's reminder makes Mo Liangyu's angry eyes gradually recover a trace of clarity.

His palm was stiff and moved away from Ling Mi's face. In a trance, he took a big step back.

In front of her, Ling Mi holds her chin in both hands. The pain makes her tears fall.

"Ah - ah"

She seemed to want to speak, but because of the dislocation of her chin, it was difficult to make a sentence, so she could only utter an embarrassed voice.

Before today, the people present may help her out of morality.

But from now on, she was completely alone.

Ling Mi holds her face in her hands and looks at Qin Baiyu with tears in her eyes. Her eyes are shaking and weeping, as if she had been greatly wronged.

At this moment, the man looks at him coldly. In his dark eyes, there is no color at all. He opens his lips indifferently: "if I knew this, why did I have to start?"

She is not pitiful. A little old friendship between them has disappeared in her temptations and frame ups.

Ling Mi's tears flow more fiercely. She has too much to say, but she has no chance.

"Old four, arrange someone to take her to the hospital." Qin Baiyan couldn't see Ling Mi's miserable appearance any more.

In the end, he is a child of a family of friends, and he is a junior in his eyes. He can't always drool with his chin in his hand.

Hearing Qin Baiyan's words, the man glanced at him and said, "don't worry."

She did it with great care, and a dislocated jaw was just a small punishment.

Hearing this, Ling Mi looks at the man with an unbelievable face.

How could he do this to her?

Even if he doesn't care about anything, doesn't he care about the friendship they grew up together?

Maybe Ling Mi's expression is too exaggerated, so the man can easily read her mind.

He leaned over the tea table and picked up the cigarette box which was placed on it by Qiao mu. He held the cigarette with grace and sent it to his lips to light it.

Smoke spilled from his lips and curled around him like floating clouds.

The handsome man's face was a little hazy, and he sipped his cigarette again. His eyes were covered with cold color, and he opened his mouth sparsely: "do you think that those years when you were young, you can be your chips to do whatever you want? Or do you think I will tolerate you insulting my wife again and again? "

A few words, with his sharp eyes, fell on Ling Mi's face.

At the moment, she is no longer dignified and elegant. In the face of men's sarcastic remarks, her manners are completely lost.

"Ah, ah --" she moved prayingly, trying to get close to him, with a single tone in her mouth.

However, her wrist raised to a tight, was pulled figure, also Shengsheng blocked her pace.

Ling Mi turns her head in tears and accidentally bumps into Shi Qiman's taunting eyes.

Her eyes are so bright and clear that Ling MI can see her tragedy clearly from her clear eyes.

She is the third miss of the Ling family. How could she become like this?

It's not her. It must not be her!

Inkstone when seven holding her wrist with a swing, instantly separated the distance between her and the man.

She has a pretty face and chilly eyes. Yu Guang looks at the dull Mo Liangyu and can't bear it. "Miss Ling, look back at Xiao Yu and see what kind of man you've hurt who's going deep for you!

You have done so many things, do not hesitate to affect the relationship between the two families to satisfy your selfish desires, you have not considered the consequences?

What is Mohism? You just let the fourth brother choose between you and Xiaoyu. Do you think that if he chooses you, Mohist and Lingjia will not object? "