Chapter 337

Chapter 337 - Crying and Slapping

“Misunderstanding? Can you tell me what a misunderstanding is? What do you mean by calling my wife to see you in the middle of the night? ” Mu Sifa's voice was cold, bringing anger into Xu Moyu's sharp eyes.

Was that why he was angry?

Xu Moyu felt an inexplicable urge to laugh. He then glanced behind Mu Sifa and glanced at Shang Cijie's gloomy expression.

Judging from his appearance, he must have had a fight with Mu Sifa just now. Needless to say, it was about Mingming's kidnapping.

“I've accompanied Xiaojie countless of days and nights in the past. I wonder what's wrong with calling Xiaojie over to meet me now? Mr. Mu, on the other hand, should be able to answer my question. “

Xu Moyu didn't explain and walked down the last flight of stairs. He arrived in front of Mu Sifa with a smile still on his face.

Xu Moyu's calmness made Mu Sifa's temper go up another level, especially what Xu Moyu said about him accompanying Shang Cijie for countless of days and nights.

Anger caused Mu Sifa to clench his fists, facing Xu Moyu's gaze as if he wanted to swallow him whole.

“Xiaojie is really pitiful!” There's such a simple-minded, well-developed husband. ” Xu Moyu sighed, feeling sorry for Shang Cijie.

“Who do you think is a simple-minded person? Xu Moyu?” Mu Sifa flew into a rage.

“Enough, go. I don't want to see you.”

Suddenly, the silent Shang Cijie by the side bellowed, and the air seemed to tremble.

“You actually dared to call me Shang Cijie for Xu Moyu? Who exactly is your husband, do you think? ” He held Wu Tie's arms tightly, shaking him vigorously. His eyes were angry and painful.

“Who is the one who doesn't know the situation? Didn't you, Mu Sifa, reflect on your mistakes? What are we talking about and what are you refuting? With that, Shang Cijie slapped Mu Sifa hard, allowing him to calm down and think about why he was angry.

Actually, the reason why Shang Cijie was angry was very simple. Xu Moyu had said it earlier, when Shang Cijie was at his most helpless, Mu Sifa was accompanying Xiangyang to eat supper and send him home after work. As for himself? Almost every day, he would wash his face with tears. Seeing Mu Sifa and being afraid that he no longer wanted him, Mu Sifa didn't dare to come back and find him.

“You, Mu Sifa, are an animal. You never think from your own point of view. Once you feel wronged, you will only question others. Scum, what's the difference between you and a bastard?”

At the same time as he cursed, Shang Cijie's tears also slowly fell. He didn't want to make himself into such a miserable state, but no matter what, he couldn't control himself.