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"How could I possibly like her!"

Mo tingyue denied it simply.

Seems to want to cover up something, ring in her waist hand, suddenly force, make song Yixue eat pain frown.

"When will you divorce her?" Song Yixue stares at his eyes, leaving him nowhere to hide.

Hearing the word "divorce", the moon god of Mo Ting is somewhat unnatural. He spits out a few words, not light or heavy, "it's not the time yet."

Mo tingyue didn't want to talk about it. She suddenly let go of her arm and turned to go.

Suddenly, I saw the snow.

It seems that he is not going to divorce Joanna Xia.

How could this be so

Is it really like Joanna Xia said that the moon fell in love with her?

Frightened by his own ideas, song Yixue's eyes crossed a cruel.

He quickly hugged Mo tingyue's arm, slowly raised his eyes and stared at his cold side face. Tears couldn't help but flow down, "are you not going to divorce her? What am I then? "

"Do you want me to be a junior all my life?"

"Or You don't love me at all. Are you in love with Joanna? "

Mo Ting moon drooping eyes, see song Yixue this pair of aggrieved, I see still pity the appearance, the heart is about to break.

He's in a mess now and doesn't know what to do.

He married Qiao Anxia in order to revenge her, hurt her, make her miserable, and pay the price for the harm to xue'er. But now, he also has reasons why he can't divorce her.

It's about the Mohist school, about the things that he spent his whole life on gambling. He can't let go easily.

"Cher, even if I don't divorce her, you are the only one I love in my heart." The big palm caresses her cheek, wipes away her eye corner tear mark, Mo Ting Yue's voice is gentle to the extreme.

He is really tender like water, taking out his heart and lung to song Yixue.

Song Yixue laughed, and looked at him with a sad face, "but Anxia is your wife. What am I? "

She laughed bitterly and painfully. She kept shaking her head and scoffing in her sad eyes, "I'm nothing I'm nothing... "

"You are my favorite person!"

Seeing her dejected appearance, Mo tingyue's heart was broken, and she put her hands around her shoulder in a flustered way, "Cher, I promise you, I will only be a nominal couple with her! I will be good to you all my life! Only for you

Smell speech, Song Yi snow downcast eyelashes to cover the fierce meaning that flashed across the eyeground.

In a few words, we have tried to find out the attitude of Mo tingyue.

She knew that he would not divorce Joanna easily.

The bottom of my heart is not willing to be completely aroused. Thinking of Qiao Anxia's words, song Yixue seems to have been greatly insulted.

She sniffed, threw herself into the moon's arms and held it tightly.

"Ah Yue, as long as I can be with you, I don't care about anything, just If you don't divorce her, our children will be illegitimate. I'm really afraid... "

Her shoulders rose slightly, her choking voice softened.

Take retreat as advance.

Song Yixue is too aware of the weakness of the moon.

The word "illegitimate child" is like a huge cage that binds the moon.

He and Mohan city are illegitimate sons of Mohism.

This identity label not only fetters them, but also makes them have the same qualification to fight for the inheritors of Mohist huge property.

The cruel struggle of the aristocratic family, Mo tingyue is too clear, so the heart suddenly softened, "let me think about it again."

Listen to his words are no longer so tough, loose, song Yixue eyes across a successful smile.

Then she stood on tiptoe and gave him a kiss on the cheek, "a Yue, I love you."

Finally, hearing the three words that he had been waiting for four years, the moon heart of Mo Ting was suddenly shocked, and the bitterness and emptiness appeared after the joy.

……

In the high-grade villa community near the old house of Mohism.

A black Mercedes Benz slowly stopped in front of villa 23.

"Dong Dong Dong Dong!"

There was a sudden knock at the door.

Song Yixue thinks it's Mo Ting Yue. He opens the door and shouts, "a Yue..."

The words did not finish, is facing on the door that pair of beautiful but gloomy to the extreme eyes.

Song Yixue's pupil swayed lightly, immediately became clever, polite smile, "Auntie, please come in."

Xu Xinlan at the door stepped in with a black stiletto heel. She didn't even have a look at Song Yixue.

She held her head high, looked around, and said, "this is where my son keeps you?"

"How much does he give you a month?" Slightly side eyes glanced at her, Xu Xinlan's attitude is not friendly.

Song Yixue's expression on her face was stiff for a moment, then she returned to normal, kept smiling, and pretended to be confused, "Auntie, I don't understand what you mean.""Oh." Xu Xinlan gave a cold smile.

Lazy to talk nonsense with her, Xu Xinlan took out a check, "this is 10 million, leave my son."

Her attitude of being aloof and giving freely stimulated song Yixue.

It's insulting.

"Auntie, I will not leave the month." Pretending to be calm, but with a tight face, song Yixue is resolute.

"Not enough?" Xu Xinlan gave a cold smile and said contemptuously, "don't think I don't know your devious thoughts. If you are wise, you can get rid of the money immediately!"

"Otherwise, I will let you not get a cent!"

Xu Xinlan looks like a knife at her.

With that trick, you can cheat Ting Yue, but you can't cheat her!

Song Yixue felt that she had been greatly humiliated, but she didn't show it at all. She still said firmly, "Auntie, I won't leave her unless she abandons me."

"Then you wait." Knowing that she would not let go so easily, Xu Xinlan suddenly reached out and pinched her neck.

She moves very fast, so fast that song Yixue has no time to react.

The slender fingers on the neck pinched her with great strength, and her nails wanted to be embedded into her skin.

Xu Xinlan was born as a model. She was about 1.7 meters tall, and she was a head taller than song Yixue in high-heeled shoes.

Sharp eyes straight into her eyes, oppressive breath deterred her, a deep warning: "dare to encourage my son to divorce, I'll let you suffer!"

At the moment of words falling, Xu Xinlan let go of her hand.

"Cough..." Song Yixue put her hand on her chest and breathed heavily. Suddenly she raised her eyes and stared at Xu Xinlan's back. She said with a deep smile, "Auntie, maybe we will cooperate in the future."

"Cooperate with me?" Hearing her words, Xu Xinlan's feet stopped, a cold smile, dismissive, "you are a what thing."

Song Yixue's smiling face was stiff, and her face gradually became ferocious. She clenched her fist and smashed her teeth on the table behind her,

"hateful!"

-

as the night fell, Joanna fell asleep on the sofa.

Hearing a burst of broken footsteps, she slowly opened her eyes, opened her mouth and called, "cold city..."

"Young granny, don't wait. Eat first." The person coming is Ma Lin, who is concerned.

"Hasn't he come back yet?" Qiao Anxia did not answer in a hurry. She looked at the time. It was 10:25 p.m.

Usually at this time, Hancheng has already come back.

Hearing her voice with a trace of weariness, Mrs. Lin quickly replied: "not yet. The young master just called back and said that the company has something to deal with and may not come back tonight, so you don't have to wait for him."

Hearing this, Qiao Anxia's eyes were dim, "it's been three days..."

What the hell is he up to?

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