Chapter 2232

Mo Lingwei just felt that Mo Jinlan was too inexplicable, "Since you don't want to answer, why should I force others?

Whether he was burned or scalded has nothing to do with me. It wasn't because of me. Why are you angry at me? "

Mo Jinlan: "..."

Mo Jinlan only felt that the anger in her heart had no place to vent, she gritted her teeth: "Why doesn't it have anything to do with you? Isn't it because of you that he suffered deep and shallow wounds all over his body?"

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei's indifferent expression became solemn, and asked coldly, "What did you say?"

Mo Jinlan's eyes suddenly turned red, her throat choked up, "I can't tell you anything, you should just ask Shaojin."

Mo Jinlan gritted her teeth, feeling aggrieved on Feng Shaojin's behalf: "Mo Lingwei, people are doing what the sky is watching, it's better to be a human being with a little conscience.

You can't just hang on to the things that are bad for you and ignore the good things that are good to you. "

Mo Lingwei's stunning little face turned completely cold, her brows became sharper, her watery eyes were as cold as ice, and she stared at Mo Jinlan for a moment: "Second Miss Mo, please speak clearly, what does it mean to have a conscience?

When Second Miss Mo said these words, didn't she feel ashamed?

As long as Second Miss Mo has a conscience, Xiu'er will not be brought here.

I ask myself that I am a person who knows how to repay kindness. I have never owed anyone kindness. Who treats me well and who treats me badly. I have a steelyard in my heart.

One is honey and the other is arsenic, why do you judge from your perspective which ones I want and which ones I don't want? "

Mo Jinlan: "..."

Mo Jinlan was stunned speechless.

She threw the teacup in her hand back on the table heavily, stood up and walked out: "Just treat me as talkative, but I also want to remind you that in this world, you probably won't find someone who is more sympathetic than Shaojin." You are more affectionate man."

He Wenhao lowered his eyes to hide the dark light in his eyes when he heard the words.

There were only two people left in the hall, and He Wenhao pushed the cakes on the table in front of Mo Lingwei: "Miss Mo, when it comes to feelings, you know how warm your drinking water is, so don't take those words to heart."

Being disturbed by Mo Jinlan like this, Mo Lingwei was a little confused.

She raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, and asked in a low voice: "I have never had the nerve to ask Mr. He, after I left, did Shaojin make things difficult for you?"

Feng Yichen is Feng Shaojin's biological younger brother, even if Feng Shaojin gets angry again, he will still miss the brotherhood between brothers.

As for He Wenhao, he might not be so lucky.

He Wenhao heard closeness and distance in her words.

She called Feng Shaojin Shaojin.

She called herself Second Young Master He.

A bitter smile curled up on the corners of He Wenhao's lips, and his voice was gentle and unwavering: "I'm fine. Although the young marshal is a little angry at me, I'm not the chief envoy after all. No matter how you say it, I'm holding back from the position of the He family." Seal the house."

He Wenhao sarcastically said: "After all, I am from the He family, and the young marshal's wife appointed by the Feng family is also my own sister, He Jingshu, Miss He.

A small part of the young commander's anger was vented on Young Master Yichen, and the rest, as far as I know, seemed to be vented on himself. "

He Wenhao meant something.

Mo Lingwei's heart suffocated suddenly, her eyelids twitched, "Second Master He, can you speak more clearly?"

He Wenhao clenched his fist to his lips and coughed lightly: "Actually, I just know the general idea. When Master Yichen asked me to relieve his depression, he got drunk a few times. He said that when he saw the young commander in distress, with a haggard appearance and his heart was ashamed, I regret my decision..."