Chapter 343
Shen Mingyang couldn't understand the meaning of these words for a while, and stared blankly at Mo An'an's face, "What?"

The girl bowed her head and typed again, "The truth!"

"En." Shen Mingyang nodded, his expression became serious, "Would you like to tell me?"

Su Zhen twitched the corners of her mouth, there was nothing wrong with it, and it saved him from having to ask her every time he saw her.

Typed the words and handed them over, "Maybe Mo Qingtong can explain the car accident."

"Qingtong?" Shen Mingyang murmured, "Is this related to her?"

"En." Su Zhen nodded.

He bowed his head and typed again, "The car accident was planned by Lan Qian and Mo Qingtong."

Shen Mingyang took a look and shook his head, "Impossible."

Su Zhen: "Why is it impossible?"

"I still believe Lan Qian when you say it, but Qing Tong doesn't."

"Why not?"

Shen Mingyang smiled, but his tone was extremely firm, "Because it won't happen."

Su Zhen: "..."

This is not so, of course she understands what it means.

It meant that Mo Qingtong was the daughter of the Mo family, so she wouldn't plan such a car accident just to kill one person.

It meant that he believed in Mo Qingtong.

The emotion that had just ignited in Su Zhenxin's heart was extinguished in an instant.

She lowered her head and wanted to type to question, but her fingers still stopped on the screen.

What are you asking?

If she was more important than Mo Qingtong, would Shen Mingyang cheat?

No matter what they are, they are still boyfriend and girlfriend... No, they are fiancée now.

what is sheJust an outsider, an insignificant bystander.

Shen Mingyang saw her lowering her head, holding the phone as if she was thinking about something, the air around her body suddenly became cold, as if she had finally narrowed the distance, and suddenly moved away from him.

"What's wrong?" Shen Mingyang subconsciously approached her and asked in a low voice.

Su Zhen took two steps back to distance himself from him.

The phone was put away by her, and the corners of her mouth raised a brilliant arc again. Although she was smiling, it made people feel that she was separated by thousands of barriers and could not be touched.

Su Zhen pointed to the room again, this time, without giving Shen Mingyang another chance, he walked away.

The moment she turned around, Su Zhen warmly and cordially greeted the eighteen generations of Shen Mingyang's ancestors from the bottom of her heart.

Scumbag!

She will never trust him again!
As soon as the front foot stepped on the door, a figure flashed over from the corner of his eye.

Su Zhen held the flower in one hand, raised the other hand high, and easily caught the hand that was waving towards her cheek.

Turning his face slightly, his cold eyes met Mo Qingtong's face full of hatred and gnashing of teeth.

Su Zhen smiled at her.

"Mo An'an, do you dare to fight back?" Mo Qingtong said, then raised his other hand to hit him.

Su Zhen squeezed her hand and pushed it back heavily.

Mo Qingtong staggered a few times after being pushed and hit the door frame before stopping.

Su Zhen seemed to be okay, and walked straight away from her with the flowers in her arms.

"Mo Anan!"

Su Zhen stretched out his hand and waved, the figure turned into the corner and disappeared.

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"Where did you go?" Mo Shengwen appeared unexpectedly, startling Su Zhen.

The servant who was looking for the glass bottle also turned it back, and subconsciously explained to her, "Miss Mo said that Miss Ling's room was too dark, so she went to pick flowers and planned to put them in front of Miss Ling's memorial tablet."

Although Su Zhen couldn't speak, she followed the servant's words and nodded sincerely.

Mo Shengwen had also seen the flowers she was holding long ago, his face darkened, "It's all fancy."

(End of this chapter)

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