Chapter 129

Standing at the door of the elevator, Mo Yurou was stiff with his back, holding his bag in one hand, staring at the familiar and cold back of Ji Jing'an for a moment.

It was not until a group of chirping young men and girls came by, and the noisy noise woke her up from her trance state that she returned to her mind.

Meimou was full of cruel coldness. She hurried into the elevator and reached out and pressed the number 4 button.

Yan Baixin stood in the shop and was calling the intermediary to sell the shop at a low price. Seeing Mo Yurou coming in, she hung up the phone with a gentle smile on her face, "sister Yurou, you're here. Mr. Ji thinks I'm deliberately looking for someone to pick a problem and bully the night lady. I'm going to suppress my family's bankruptcy. Can you help me plead for mercy?"

"It's no use begging me." Mo Yurou closed her eyes bitterly. "The best way is to ask your father to find uncle Ji. He will help."

A few years ago, jijing'an spoiled her in the palm of her hand. If she wanted the stars in the sky, she would never take off the moon for her; But now, she knows more than anyone about her position in the bottom of his heart.

The result of an irreparable mistake has become a great difference.

"I really don't understand. You are much more beautiful than that shameless little three. Ye Yufan is so dirty that he doesn't even deserve to lift your shoes. How can Mr. Ji......" Yan Baixin sees Mo Yurou's face more frustrated, reaches out to hold each other's arm, walks to the rest area and adds oil and vinegar quietly, "Sister Yurou, you're late. You didn't see that. Mr. Ji is spoiling that woman. The international top brand women's clothes at the end of the corridor casually bought tens of millions of clothes and shoes. I heard that he also bought a lot of underwear. The latest models are on the market. They all buy the same size and different colors. It's really rich and powerful! Sister Yurou, I'm really proud of you It's not worth it. Why does yeyufan rely on her? "

It's just a married and divorced woman. She's infamous. She even flows out the promiscuous video of opening a house with a cowherd. Under the infamous reputation, why can she get jijing'an's special look and climb up a high branch and become a phoenix?

"I also want to know why." Mo Yurou tightly squeezed the coffee cup in her hand, and her delicate face was full of unwilling and ruthless.

Even during the most intimate period with her, he didn't break through the last hurdle, let alone accompany her to buy Personal clothes. He was more interested in yeyufan than expected.

For the sake of buying private underwear, he and yeyufan have already done it.

Maybe that woman has good bed skills, which can make him taste the happiness of long absence.

Mo Yurou took a shallow sip of cold coffee, bitter and astringent, just like her dark and obscure mood.

When the bitterness in her mouth dissipated, she put a long curly hairpin on her face to her ear and asked Yan Baixin, "after the good play specially arranged for ye Yufan in the morning, Jing'an just came to you to discuss the matter?"

"Well, I also specially said to ask Mr. Ji to look at sister Yurou's face. He didn't reply and immediately led ye Yufan away." Yan Baixin frowned and knew what Mo Yurou thought, which was eager for jijing'an to find her and meet him.

Looking at the beautiful and noble Mo Yurou opposite, I was secretly amused at the bottom of my heart.

The noble and elegant first lady of Tongcheng met the handsome and perfect jijing'an. She still lost her sense of propriety and reserve under his suit pants.

Turn to think, how much difference can you make between yourself and Mo Yurou?

As long as you see Han Yuanchuan, even if he politely glances at him from a distance and says a word, your heart accelerates and jumps wildly. You wish you could have a white head for a second and ten thousand years, so no one can take him away from your own hands.

Yan Baixin lost the mood of watching a good play. She bowed her head and drank milk tea. Suddenly, she felt that there was a trace of bitterness in the sweetness.

"He really didn't mention me at all?" Mo Yurou's slender fingers clung to the skirt, so strong that he almost tore the thick skirt in half.

"No." Yan Baixin shook her head slowly and thought that Ji Jing'an had put the assassination of Ye Yufan on her head. Her smile stiffened and asked Mo Yurou, "a little gangster with yellow hair suddenly appeared in the morning to assassinate ye Yufan. Does sister Yurou know who ordered it behind her back?"

At that time, encouraged by Mo Yurou, she really killed the shameless little three, but the person who spent a lot of money to buy good things hasn't had time to do it

"Not me." Mo Yurou flatly denied it.

If she did it, it would never be so simple and rude.

Yan Baixin was surprised, "it's not you or me. Who will it be?"

"I don't know. Yeyufan has a bad reputation. Many people want her life." Mo Yurou sneers.

Yeyufan was chased and killed. She should be the first suspect of jijing'an, but four or five hours later, he disdained to call, indicating that he didn't want to have trouble with her again.

However, their grievances have been entangled for many years, which is not what he said he didn't want.

Mo Yurou stood up gracefully with her bag. "Bai Xin, I'm still that suggestion. The best and only way to save your Yan family is to find Jing'an's father for help."

Out of the mall, Mo Yurou lowered her eyes and face and smiled coldly.

The afternoon sun was shining brightly, but it could never shine on the dark and dirty corner at the bottom of her heart.

Since Ji Jing'an is determined to leave her, she goes to find him. She doesn't choose any means. She must find the man who loved her many years ago!

Yeyufan rented the sixth floor apartment. She didn't expect it. For a moment, she relented and agreed to let jijing'an in. As a result, the shameless man actually opened the shopping bag, took out all the piles of pink, white and light green intimate insides, put them on the sofa in the living room, narrowed his long and narrow eyes and vaguely scanned her, especially the position of his chest.

"Where are you looking? Turn around and don't look any more." Ye Yufan blushed with shame and anger. He grabbed a delicate packing box and hurriedly cleaned up those expensive gadgets on the sofa.

In the shop, she stopped him and said that he didn't want to buy clothes at home. He didn't listen. He told the shopping guide to choose more than a dozen sets until he was satisfied, and then swiped his card to check out and left.

"Show me this suit at night." The man stretched out a powerful palm in front of his eyes, and his slender fingers hung a pair of trousers as thin as cicada wings. He picked his eyebrows and smiled evil and bad.

The pants swayed around in front of him. Ye Yufan was extremely embarrassed and took it with her hand. However, it was not the man's opponent. Instead, he held his shoulder with one hand and made a little effort. The man was pressed under him, and she took the ambiguous position on him.

"Well, you, let me go..."