Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 347 The Past Event (1)
As it took longer for the bed to be raised, the smell in the room became more and more unpleasant, Ling Mo frowned slightly, "If you really want to know, just follow me."

Ye Zhenshan was stunned for a moment, took the quilt he and Gu Bihua had made and covered the bone, and tucked the corners of the quilt, then got up and followed Ling Mo.

When passing by Gu Bihua who was unconscious on the floor, he didn't even look at her. Such indifference and indifference is no longer what a husband treats his wife. Even ordinary passers-by would not be so indifferent when they saw someone fainted on the ground.

Ye Jiayi is still looking for Ling Mo all over the street, so naturally she won't come back so early. As for the butler and the cook, it will take an hour and a half after the drama ends. Gu Bihua is so frightened that she won't be able to wake up for a while , Therefore, the current Ye family villa, no matter where it is, is a place where you can talk.

When Ye Zhenshan heard the footsteps and followed, Ling Mo was already sitting on the sofa in the living room, and what made him even angrier was that he was slowly making tea.

After sitting down across from Ling Mo, he sneered, "Ling Mo, I'm really more curious about you. I said you are 'Mad World', but I don't feel like you are."

Squinting his eyes, he took another careful look at the man on the opposite sofa, "Who are you?"

"I..." Ling Mo picked up the purple clay cup of brewed tea, and replied in a heart-to-heart manner: "Isn't it Ling Mo, the son of Chen Zhanguo whom you hate so much?"

"Alas..." I probably felt that I had run out of energy. After so many years of calculations, in the end, everyone could see clearly. How could Lan marry someone else!"

His expression was very innocent, it seemed that he was half shirking responsibility and half stating things.

"I'm not interested in knowing what happened to you back then. I just want to know where the antidote is?" Ling Mo cut off the conversation coldly.

Ye Zhenshan didn't care that his hands were covered with lime, he picked up the purple sand pot and poured himself a cup of tea. Instead of drinking it, he put it under his nose and sniffed it, "Ling Mo, do you know? Moran and I were childhood sweethearts , childhood sweetheart, everything is so beautiful, I can get married when I am discharged from the army, but I never thought..."

What he was going to say next seemed to be very painful for Ye Zhenshan. He closed his eyes, and hatred flashed in his eyes, "Your father, who was my best friend once, took advantage of my absence to interfere with me and Moran." In the relationship, she can only marry someone she doesn't like in the end."

Having said that, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ling Mo, "So no matter what I did to you, in the final analysis, it is you or Chen Zhanguo who is to blame. He stole my lover first."

Ling Mo hooked the corners of his lips, and mocking sarcasm appeared in his eyes, "Ye Zhenshan, he still didn't get Moran, how could he rob your lover!"

Ye Zhenshan put the purple clay cup forcefully on the coffee table, and with the dull impact, his sinister voice rang out in the living room, "Ling Mo, haven't you always been smart? Why are you so stupid now? stand up."

Ling Mo picked up the teacup and sipped it lightly, completely ignoring his sarcasm, "Ye Zhenshan, why did my father take away your lover? All of this is just an excuse you made for yourself."

"What do you mean?" Ye Zhenshan's face sank, his heartbeat also missed a few beats, and he told himself repeatedly, that incident, so many years have passed, and he was not born at that time, how could he know that he was just playing tricks .

After thinking about it this way, he really calmed down a bit.

"I don't mean anything?" Ling Mo looked at him indifferently, his eyes were very flat, without any waves or ups and downs, "Since you are old and you don't remember some things clearly, let me help you take care of yourself." Remember."

Ye Zhenshan didn't speak, but the hand hanging on the side was clenched into a fist unconsciously.

"Back then, after you joined the army, Moran had actually been waiting for you. From the beginning to the end, she never changed her mind. What she changed her mind was just a cover for you to deceive outsiders after being spotted by the daughter of the Gu family."

A trace of disdain flashed in Ling Mo's bright eyes, and Ye Zhenshan shuddered, not daring to look up at him. For so many years, he has been deceiving himself like this, telling himself repeatedly that he married Gu Bihua because Moran betrayed him first.

"My father is probably the stupidest fool in the world. He knew that you had changed your mind long ago for the sake of glory and wealth, but he still kept in mind the oath he promised you to take good care of Moran. Friend, what did you do?"

Ling Mo's voice suddenly increased a lot, the veins on his forehead popped out, and he looked at the middle-aged man on the sofa with dark eyes.

This kind of Ling Mo is completely different from the person in the legend who has a bad relationship with his father.

Ye Zhenshan looked up at him, his eyes met, it was just a small and quick touch, he immediately lowered his head again, moved his dry lips for a while, and muttered a few words, "You are all talking nonsense. , At that time, you didn't know which corner you were in, how could you know this!"

"I'm talking nonsense!" Ling Mo laughed wildly, not at all afraid of waking up the fainted woman on the second floor, or the wandering soul who has not been able to rest in the ground for more than [-] years, "Ye Zhenshan, do you really think my father Don't love my mother, so you failed her?"

"What do you mean?" Ye Zhenshan suddenly raised his head and looked at the young man opposite him in disbelief.

Ling Mo looked back at him with a half-smile, "Do you want to know why when Moran gave birth, you sent so many people to look for her, but they couldn't find her?"

"Could it be..." A thought flashed in his mind, something that happened more than 20 years ago, and Ye Zhenshan suddenly figured it out, "She was at your house at that time?"

"No." Ling Mo shook his head, and just when Ye Zhenshan was about to let out a heavy breath, he said, "She's at my mother's house."

"What do you mean?" This was the first time he asked Ling Mo like this after the two of them sat down on the sofa. It can be seen that he was really flustered.

Very good, Ling Mo is very satisfied to see his reaction like this.

(End of this chapter)