Chapter 242

Wutong, a dead alive person, Mu Zehao was out of the bar at twelve midnight. The cold wind that made him shiver, and the yellow leaves of the Indus tree fell in the wind, gently beating on his face. The streets were sparsely empty and empty, so Mu Zehao felt like a walking corpse.

The cold fog filled the silent city, which made mu Zehao wake up a lot. He touched his car key, drank and couldn't drive, so he had to wave his hand and get a taxi.

Open the door and continue to let the cold wind beat himself. In this way, at least he is more comfortable. When the driver asks him where he lives, he almost wants to find Qiao Xiaoxiao. After thinking about it, he'd better go home.

He fell lazily on his seat. The brightly lit Street made him not feel how dark the night was, and the bright moonlight seemed no longer bright. I didn't know if there was Chang'e on it.

Half an hour later, he got home. When he opened the door, he saw Mu Jingjing and Fang Ting wrestling together. The war between women was terrible. They pulled their hair and looked at each other angrily.

"You!" Mu Zehao stood in place and was frightened by this scene. He rubbed his eyes to prove that he was not dreaming, and then asked, "what are you doing?"

As soon as Fang Ting saw mu Zehao coming back, she immediately hid her anger, released her hand, ran to Mu Zehao wrongly, jumped into his arms and cried.

Mu Zehao doesn't know the situation, but he knows that Mu Jingjing and Fang Ting are at odds. It seems that when he is away, he must be quarrelling. He comforts Fang Ting by patting her on the back and helplessly looks at Mu Jingjing.

Mu Jingjing turned a white eye, stroked Fang Ting's messy hair, and said angrily, "just keep pretending."

"Why are you fooling around again?" Mu Zehao's head was big, and Fang Ting's sobbing voice was in his ears.

Fang Ting cried louder and louder. Mu Jingjing looked at Fang Ting's hypocritical tears and shouted to Mu Zehao, "I think you are obsessed. You are dazed by Fang Ting, a fox spirit. You don't know that you have a snake and scorpion woman around you."

"Shut up!" Mu Zehao couldn't stand firmly when he spoke hard because he drank wine.

Fang Ting also smelled the smell of wine on mu Zehao. She felt that Mu Jingjing was driven out to show her status while mu Zehao drank the wine.

Mu Jingjing stamped her feet and walked forward. "Do you know she has ulterior motives around you? She doesn't love you at all!"

The word love deeply hurt mu Zehao's heart. He angrily walked forward and raised his hand, as if to teach Mu Jingjing a lesson. Fang Ting pulled her, shook his head, and pretended to persuade her: "Jingjing is still young and not sensible, so don't blame her."

"Who wants you to speak for me hypocritically, disgusting!" Mu Jingjing made a retching posture and looked at Fang Ting disdainfully. She wanted to put her into the ground seam and roll as far as she could.

Mu Zehao was speechless to his sister. She was not like this before. Why did she have such a big opinion in her heart? He scolded: "Mu Jingjing! What's the matter with you? Go back to me if you're okay. "

"Of course I have something to do. Otherwise, why should I come to you? I'm full." Mu Jingjing clapped her hands, "if I wasn't afraid of you being cheated, I wouldn't bother to stay up in the middle of the night to find you, and I ran into you, a bitch."

Fang Ting was so angry that she clenched her teeth that she didn't want Mu Jingjing to speak at all, but she still pretended to be a victim and won mu Zehao's sympathy. "Jingjing, I don't know why you have such a big opinion on me, but I can't lie to your brother. Besides, I already have his children and will marry him soon."

"Oh - it's so fast. He hasn't been divorced for long. Now he's ready for his second marriage." Mu Jingjing grudged back and didn't eat Fang Ting at all.

Mu Zehao was annoyed when he listened to Fang Ting's strange yin-yang tone. He didn't want to hear her sarcasm, "what are you trying to say?"

Mu Jingjing remembered what she was going to ask just now. She looked at Fang ting and asked, "what's the relationship between you and Lin Chen?"

"My friend, I have already explained." Fang Ting looks at Mu Jingjing innocently and insists that Lin Chen is just a friend.

"Friends?" Mu Jingjing sneered, "if it's just a simple friendship, why do you appear in the hospital together?"

Mu Jingjing wrote three words on her face - I don't believe it. Mu Zehao looked at Fang Ting suspiciously and asked, "what's going on?"

Fang Ting frowned and tried to explain, "it's really just a friend, and it really happened that we met in the hospital."

"The last time you said you happened to meet in a hotel, this time you also said that there were so many coincidences in the world." Mu Jingjing asked.

Fang Ting spread out her hands and stared at mu Zehao with tears. "It's really such a coincidence. He and I are just ordinary friends. If you don't believe it, I'll ask you out next time."

Mu Zehao thought for a moment and chose to believe Fang ting. "No, I believe you." Then he turned to Mu Jingjing and said, "are you satisfied? Fang Ting said it's just a friend relationship. Can you stop being so emotional day by day?"

"Why are you so good or bad from time to time? I'm helping you." "In two words or three make complaints about you," she said. "You are so much more foolish than I thought. If you go on like this, we will break off the relationship between brother and sister."

Mu Zehao laughed back and said, "if I remember correctly, the last time we were in the hospital, we had already cut off the relationship between brother and sister."

"Mu Zehao, you --" Mu Jingjing is speechless. She sees Fang Ting hiding behind mu Zehao and smiling proudly, "Mu Zehao, you will regret it sooner or later."

Mu Zehao was offended by Mu Jingjing. In addition, he drank a little more wine and spoke more unconsciously. "Since you are no longer my sister, don't come back to my house and don't interfere in my affairs."

"Well, I'll feed the dog kindly, and I'll never care about your shit again." Mu Jingjing bit her lips and tears swirled in her eyes. As she said, tears flowed down. Then she ran out crying.

Fang Ting walked forward worried and asked hypocritically, "is it OK for Jingjing to go back alone so late?"

"Never mind her!" Mu Zehao loosened his collar and sat down on the sofa sulking.

Fang Ting sat beside mu Zehao with a sad face and said carefully, "it's all my fault. Your brothers and sisters have red eyes when they meet."

"It's none of your business. It's all her own. She's always so hot tempered." Mu Zehao said with a dry mouth and drank up the water in the cup in front of him.

Fang Ting lay on mu Zehao's shoulder and gently rubbed, "then don't be angry. It's so late. I'll put bath water for you and take a comfortable bath."

Mu Zehao nodded and smiled, "you are still considerate."

On Fang Ting's way back to the house, the corners of her mouth couldn't stop rising. She finally got rid of Mu Jingjing's whole stumbling block. It's too much to see if she can fight against herself in the future.

When she opened the door and came home, Mu Jingjing was so angry that she threw her handbag aside. When Jiang Yiming heard such a big noise in the living room, he knew that Mu Jingjing must have failed to get good fruit from mu Zehao.

Today, he wanted to persuade Mu Jingjing not to take care of Mu Zehao and Fang ting. If Mu Zehao hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't take it seriously. Moreover, Fang Ting was pregnant with mu Zehao's child, things would not be changed by Mu Jingjing's words, unless there was evidence, but there was no evidence.

"Come back, I'll heat up the milk for you. Do you want to drink?" Jiang Yiming asked gently. He knew that Mu Jingjing was directly angry. If he was careless, he couldn't get good fruit to eat.

"Do you know what mu Zehao said about me?" Mu Jingjing had a mournful face. Her eye makeup was spent crying. She looked like a panda and kept saying, "he asked me not to go to his house and mind his affairs in the future."

"If you don't go, you won't go." Jiang Yiming rubbed Mu Jingjing in his arms and slowly relieved, "please don't go in the future."

"Yes." Mu Jingjing wiped her tears with Jiang Yiming's clothes. "No, I can't swallow this tone. You didn't see Fang Ting's complacent appearance. I'm so angry."

"What are you doing?" Jiang Yiming asked puzzled when he saw Mu Jingjing holding the car key.

"I'll go back to Mu's house to complain and see how Fang Ting can get a foothold in Mu's house in the future." Mu Jingjing said as she walked out.

Jiang Yiming immediately came forward to hold Mu Jingjing, accompanied by a smiling face and said, "you see, it's so late, and my uncles and aunts have a rest. Maybe tomorrow, I'll go with you tomorrow."

"No!" Mu Jingjing wriggled and still walked forward.

Jiang Yiming immediately trotted two steps and blocked the door. "Jingjing, calm down. You don't have any evidence in your hand. Even if you say it, it's just your mother who believes you. Do you want to take her to fight Fang Ting?"

"What are you talking about? You mean I'm unreasonable." Mu Jingjing heard Jiang Yiming say this and immediately burst the pot, "don't you believe me?"

"No, I trust you 100 percent." Jiang Yiming came forward and took Mu Jingjing's arm, trying to hold her in his arms.

"You go away!" Mu Jingjing mercilessly pushed Jiang Yiming, "your woman was bullied, and you didn't help me get justice. You knew to persuade me that I was the victim."

Just now, Jiang Yiming bumped his arm into the door, but he was not angry. He patiently replied, "yes, I know you have been wronged, but we can't solve it by force."

"You are cowardly." Mu Jingjing returned to her room after scolding. She smashed her meal to relieve her anger. Her home was made into a mess.

Jiang Yiming also let her vent according to her temperament and silently bear Mu Jingjing's bad temper. However, the only thing he can't stand is mu Jingjing's stuffy drinking after smashing things. He loves her body, but it's better to drink some wine. In this way, he can sleep quickly. He knows that Mu Jingjing's drinking capacity is not good, and he will pour out three cups at most.

He took the sleeping Mu Jingjing back to the bed, took back her clothes and coat, took a basin of water, slowly removed her makeup, washed her face, wiped her hands and feet, and then began to clean up the room by himself until very late.