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Chapter 845 What a holy white lotus

A person like Mu Shi, who values ​​power and dignity so much, would disdain to backtrack on what he says.

Since he promised that as long as Qiao Yimo could prove that everything was a pure misunderstanding, he would no longer oppose her and Mu Qingxun, so he would not break his promise.

Qiao Yimo squeezed her fingertips and breathed a sigh of relief for taking the first step successfully.

"What are you waiting for?"

Mu Shi narrowed his eyes and stared at Qiao Yimo with a quiet expression of "please start your performance".

"..." Qiao Yimo's mouth twitched, and said, "I need you to help me invite a few people to Mu's house."

Mu Shi gave Qiao Yimo a "you say" expression.

Qiao Yimo drew a straight line from the corner of his mouth, "Mo Xiaolan, Mo Xiaohua and Zhang Xintong!"

Mu Shi Yousui looked at Qiao Yimo, raised his calm voice, "Long Wei, invite Miss Zhang and the Mo family siblings immediately!"

"Yes!" Long Wei's response came from the door the moment Mu Shi finished speaking.

Qiao Yimo's eyelashes drooped, and the contours of his face outlined serious and resolute lines.

……

About an hour later, Mo Xiaohua and Zhang Xintong arrived at Mu's house first. When they saw Qiao Yimo, who was sitting with Mu Qingxun with a big belly, their suspicious and dignified expressions changed.

Mo Xiaohua's eyes widened, unable to hide her surprise.

Zhang Xintong's face was tense at first, expressionless, and then ferocious, the light in his eyes was instantly filled with strong resentment and hatred.

Zhang Xintong didn't hide her emotions, and let her hate and ruthlessness spread out wantonly, her eyes fixed on Qiao Yimo's stomach, as if she wished to squeeze two knives out of her pupils and stab Qiao Yimo hard. like in the stomach!
When Qiao Yimo saw Zhang Xintong and Mo Xiaohua, there was no warmth on his face, and his eyes were as cold as ice.

Mu Qingxun held Qiao Yimo's hand, and Yingyi's long eyebrows were almost invisibly furrowed. I don't know if it was because of Zhang Xintong's poisonous gaze or something else.

Mu Shi recorded the expressions of everyone present in his eyes one by one without showing any signs of expression, and invited Zhang Xintong and Mo Xiaoyu to take their seats in a manner that did not show landscapes.

Just as Zhang Xintong and Mo Xiaozhen sat on the sofa, Mo Xiaolan arrived.

Long Wei's voice of reporting from outside came, Qiao Yimo's eyes sparkled slightly, and she pursed her lips slightly and looked towards the passage leading to the living room.

With Mu Shi's permission, Long Wei led Mo Xiaolan in.

Appearing in the eyes of everyone, Mo Xiaolan's face was dark and gloomy, with a thick and cold aura gathering around his brows, and his thin lips were as straight as sharp blades that cut iron like mud, and everything he passed was seeped from his body The cold black air rendering.

Seeing Mo Xiaolan like this, Qiao Yimo couldn't help frowning slightly.

Mo Xiaohua and Zhang Xintong had different expressions, staring at Mo Xiaolan silently.

Mu Shi carefully raised the eyelids at the corners of his eyes, silently staring at Mo Xiaolan.

Mo Xiaolan walked to the entrance of the sofa, and stood there coldly, with her eyelids raised in the shade, first glanced at Mu Shi and Mu Qingxun, and then stared straight at Qiao Yimo's stomach...

Qiao Yimo's throat trembled, not because of anything else, but because the hand bones held by Mu Qingxun were about to be crushed by him, it hurts!
Taking a deep breath, Qiao Yimo slowly turned her head, begging to look at Mu Qingxun.

Mu Qingxin's eyes were deep, and she glanced at Qiao Yimo unfathomably, and relaxed the force of her palm.

"Master Mu, you ordered someone to bring me, my husband, and my sister to your place. I don't know why?"

When Zhang Xintong saw that Mo Xiaolan had arrived, he stared at Qiao Yimo endlessly. He was already angry when he saw Qiao Yimo's pregnant belly, but now his heart was burning like wildfire.

In the way she spoke, she seemed aggressive and impatient with anger and jealousy.

Mu Shi pointed at the armrest with his fingers, staring at Zhang Xintong with a gentle and indulgent smile, "Look at my memory, if Miss Zhang hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten about it. Miss Zhang is not allowed to get angry with me, an old bone, it's not beautiful to be angry. gone."

Zhang Xintong, "..."

Mo Xiaohua, "..."

Qiao Yimo glanced at Mu Shi, inexplicably thinking of the "Seventeen" girl she saw in Mu's house last time.

"Mr. Mo, don't stand there. Please sit down. Mr. Mo is Miss Zhang's favorite. If Mr. Mo keeps standing, Ms. Zhang will be even more angry with me." Mu Shi said.

Zhang Xintong, "..." Goosebumps crawled into her heart.

Mo Xiaohua twitched the corners of her mouth.

Mo Xiaolan was unmoved, without giving Zhang Xintong a look, she sat on the sofa silently, but her eyes were glued to Qiao Yimo's stomach from the beginning to the end.

Zhang Xintong was grinding her teeth, her face flushed from holding back, she was extremely angry, so she directed all her firepower at Qiao Yimo, gouging her viciously.

Seeing this, Mu Shi secretly smiled, raised his eyebrows, and glanced lightly at Qiao Yimo. That glance was completely different from what he saw Zhang Xintong, and it was full of deterrence.

Qiao Yimo calmly received the signal from Mu Shi's eyes, raised her chin slightly, and turned to Mo Xiaohua and Zhang Xintong, "I want to invite you to listen to a recording."

This "you" does not only refer to Mo Xiaozhen and Zhang Xintong, but to everyone present!

After finishing speaking, Qiao Yimo took out her mobile phone, opened the recording she had previously transferred to the mobile phone, and opened it.

"Qiao Yimo did such a thing at the wedding, no man can stand it! Xiao Lan is macho, extremely conceited, and extremely caring about Qiao Yimo. He has been with Qiao Yimo for so many years, and he has never touched her. one time,
It's enough to show how much he cherishes her.Oh, Xiaolan probably hates Qiao Yimo to the bone now! "

"Xiaolan hates Qiao Yimo, but it doesn't mean he doesn't love her anymore! What's more, the reason why Xiaolan's heart hurts is nothing more than her deep love for Qiao Yimo."

"Have you ever thought about it, if one day, Xiaolan knew that it was his biological parents and sister who planned to drug the woman he loves, that's why there was such a messy and unsightly scene at the wedding, what would happen to Xiaolan? you

Can you imagine? "

"..."

"..."

The recording finished in less than 2 minutes.

The whole living room was silent.

Both Mo Xiaohua and Zhang Xintong's expressions were a little numb, and their pupils were even a little confused. They probably forgot that there was such a conversation between them.

Mo Xiaolan's extremely gloomy expression changed suddenly, his pupils dilated more than two times, and the slight movement between his nostrils showed his shock and impact at the moment.

Mo Xiaohua and Zhang Xintong didn't react, but he recognized it. The voices in the recording were clearly his own sister with blood thicker than water and his wife who shared the bed with him!

In the heart, it was like being inserted into an air gun. Someone kept pumping air into it, kept hitting, kept hitting, and then with a bang, one of his hearts exploded, blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

Mo Xiaolan's neck turned extremely slowly, and the cervical vertebrae made a creaking sound. He looked at Mo Xiaohua and Zhang Xintong with deep red pupils, which were unbelievable and extremely painful.

Qiao Yimo looked at Mo Xiaolan, slightly curling up her knuckles holding the phone.

Mu Qingxun's deep eyes were completely dark, and she quietly stared at Mo Xiaohua and Zhang Xintong.

After a while, Mo Xiaohua stood up from the sofa, with a smear of white on her face, and pointed a finger at Qiao Yimo's phone, "You, why do you have this?"

As soon as Mo Xiaozhen's shocked voice came out, Zhang Xintong took a sharp breath, and finally came to his senses, his cheeks were pale and tense, and he stared at Mo Xiaolan with wide eyes.

When his eyes met Mo Xiaolan's blood-red pupils filled with hatred and hatred, Zhang Xintong's heart couldn't help trembling and chilling, and his lips trembled.

"Why I have this is not important, what is important."

Qiao Yimo's eyes were cold, and he locked on Mo Xiaohua's stunned eyes, "The truth!"

Mo Xiaoyu's pupils widened sharply, and her chest heaved twice. She suddenly put down her hand, clenched it tightly, stared at Qiao Yimo and sneered, "What can you explain with a recording that sounds like Xintong and me? Just find two be with me

A voice actor with a similar voice will do it!Qiao Yimo, you are trying to sow discord between our siblings..."

"Normal people!"

Before Mo Xiaohua could finish speaking, Qiao Yimo sneered, "When I heard this recording, the first thing I thought of was the people I knew around me, but you said it was a voice actor. Could it be that you have found a voice actor to meet your certain needs?" purpose?"

Mo Xiaohua's complexion changed again and again, her pupils flashed twice guiltily, and said with a straight face, "I'm just making a reasonable hypothesis, why do you say I've looked for it? Or is it because you, Qiao Yimo, have a stomachache?" ruse, so you see
Everyone thinks it's as nasty as you! "

"If it's not you and Zhang Xintong in the recording, why are you so anxious to refute loudly? Are you guilty?" Joey stared at Mo Xiaohua with sharp eyes, and said coldly.

Mo Xiaohua's gaze met Qiao Yimo's for a moment, then she staggered, took two deep breaths, and looked at Mo Xiaolan who was beside her, "Xiaolan, how shameless and dirty can you be at your wedding?" woman doing business

, what else can't she do!There is nothing to be trusted!She is clearly sowing dissension, she wants to destroy the relationship between our family, and she will be happy if we make a mess of our family!Xiaolan...

... "

"To shut up……"

"Ah……"

Mo Xiaolan's face was contorted, and just as the word came out between her teeth, she heard Mu Qingxin's indifferent smile.

Although it was a smile, it was full of irony and coldness.

Mu Shi squinted his eyes halfway, pouted his lower lip, and looked at Mu Qingxun quietly.

Qiao Yimo and the others also looked at Mu Qingxun.

Mu Qingxun wrapped Qiao Yimo's tightly clenched fist, and pinched her knuckles gently with moderate strength to help her relax with her calloused fingertips. At the moment when Mo Xiaohua looked at him with shortness of breath, she slowly Said, "Recordings can be faked,

You can grit your teeth and say that the evil video is fake, you are innocent, are you innocent?Hmph, I really regard myself as a holy white lotus! "

In the last sentence, the irony soared into the sky!
Hearing such an infinitely down-to-earth and tearful sentence from Mu Qingxun's mouth, everyone present was stunned for a moment, and they all felt sorry for "White Lotus"!
Mu Shi stared at Mu Qingxun, the corners of his eyes twitched again and again.

Qiao Yimo pursed her lips, looking at Mu Qingxun's serious and clean face, in such a tense and tense atmosphere, there was such an urge to laugh, um, she was guilty!
(End of this chapter)