Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

When Yang Mufan came back to Mu Garden at eleven o'clock in the evening, he happened to see this scene: Mu Wanqing, who had a distorted expression, was sitting on Nian Shiyin's body, like a shrew, without the elegance that a woman should have And skillful, just beat and scolded Nian Shiyin blindly.

Nian Shiyin tightly covered her face with her hands, struggling to resist, but she was no match for Mu Wanqing's attack, so she had to cry for help everywhere.

However, Mrs. De and a dozen maids just stood aside, watching coldly.

Admire Fan's expression suddenly became a little dark.

Especially when I heard Mu Wanqing's extremely arrogant and proud words, the crisp and piercing sound came: "Nian Shiyin, you picked up the man I don't want, what's so good about you?! Are you showing off that you have a problem with your eyes or a problem with your brain?" Question?! Let me tell you, don't play big cards in front of me in the future, you are neither qualified nor capable, understand?!"

After hearing Mu Wanqing's words, Nian Shiyin's eyes became angry. Although she was beaten horribly, she still shouted without fear of death: "Mu Wanqing, what are you?! From your tone, I feel admiration." Anyone who is not worthy of you, still can't eat grapes and says grapes are sour, jealous of me?!"

"I'm jealous of you?!" Mu Wanqing curled her lips coldly, and instinctively sneered, "Whoever admires that kind of man, I don't want it for nothing, and only you take him seriously..."

"..." Before Mu Wanqing could finish her words, she felt a bitter cold wind blowing from behind her like a tsunami.

Sensing the abnormality, she instinctively turned her head back.

However, just turned away a little face——

"boom--"

A cold bullet grazed her tender skin and shot hard into the sofa beside her.

Fine drops of blood quickly overflowed from the wound in an instant.

Staring blankly at the man in black, standing at the door with a condensed face, aiming the black muzzle at her man, Mu Wanqing's brain couldn't buffer it.

On the one hand, she marveled at Admiring Fan's superb spear skills; on the other hand, she was amazed that Admiring Fan shot her for another woman.

And the sister-in-law De and the maids standing in the hall saw that Yang Mufan was surrounded by a cold and appalling black miasma, standing at the door, his stern figure was darker and more compelling than the night outside. The heart is jumping with fear, and the spirit and form are all afraid.

And the most creepy thing is: in his hand, he holds a miniature pistol...

"Eldest Young Master—" The moment Mrs. De came back to her senses, she quickly took the lead and shouted respectfully.

The silly maids have never seen a real gun in real life in their life, so when they saw the gun in Yang Mufan's hand, their little faces turned pale with fright.

Hearing Mrs. De's shout, they shouted tremblingly, inarticulately and tremblingly: "Eldest young master..."

Admire Fan's black eyes that were so cold that there was no warmth at all, but stared straight at Mu Wanqing.

Seeing her hand high in the air, Admire Fan said deeply: "Mu Wanqing, you should be lucky that you didn't slap that slap in front of me, otherwise... the bullet just now, I'm afraid, It's gone through your head."

When Nian Shiyin came to her senses, she immediately looked at Mu Fan with tears in her eyes, and tried her best to expose all the scars on her body to the air as quietly as possible. Then, she was extremely wronged and called out pitifully: "Mu Fan... "

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