Warm marriage to the bone, the president's wife is ruthless

Chapter 143 Mu Qingqing, You Have No Heart

Mu Qingqing's body erected a layer of coldness that seemed to be substantive. When Mo Liancheng clearly heard her mentioning that she was not the Mo family but the Mu family, which separated the relationship between the two of them, Mo Liancheng's eyes froze. Suddenly a thick cloud of prey gushed out.

But Mu Qingqing was so irrational by the anger in her heart, she could hardly see the change in Mo Liancheng's expression, she suddenly walked towards the cloakroom, and when she came out again, she was holding a white shirt in her hand.

"Mu Qingqing, put it down."

It was the shirt that Mu Qingqing bought for Mo Liancheng on a whim when she went to M city to shoot a desert scene last time. In fact, she had no other ideas at the time, she just wanted to buy it for him, even if Mo Liancheng hadn't discovered this shirt by herself , she didn't even confess that this dress was for him.

But what made Mu Qingqing very unhappy was that Mo Liancheng put the dress away and never wore it.

She always thought that Mo Liancheng didn't like the shirt she gave her, but now she understood that Mo Liancheng didn't care about her.

Mu Qingqing picked up the scissors without the slightest hesitation. She smiled sarcastically at Mo Liancheng, and the movements of her hands were not slow at all, and the scissors cut towards the shirt in her hand.

"hiss……"

Snapped!
The scissors failed to cut the shirt, because Mo Liancheng grabbed Mu Qingqing's hand in time, and the sharp point of the knife stabbed obliquely at his wrist. The moment blood flooded, Mu Qingqing almost unconsciously let go. Scissors in hand.

She frowned fiercely, and looked at Mo Liancheng's injured wrist without blinking.

"Why do you want to……"

However, Mo Liancheng didn't care about the wound on his wrist from the knife point, as if he didn't feel any pain at all, he carefully took off the shirt from Mu Qingqing's hand with his other hand, and put it aside.

"What's the use of keeping it, is it to laugh at my stupidity and lack of self-knowledge?"

The heartache only lasted for a moment, and Mu Qingqing's eyes still couldn't move away from Mo Liancheng's injured wrist. Even the moment when the scissors hurt him just now, she felt an unprecedented panic.

Why, Mo Liancheng keeps testing her bottom line, and even now, after putting Su Wanqing first, he still wants to shake her determination like this.

"Mu Qingqing, in your heart, my feelings for you are so vulnerable, that's why you don't believe me so much?"

Mu Qingqing couldn't answer.

But the disbelief and distrust in her eyes, and her abrupt gaze made Mo Liancheng guess exactly what she was thinking.

Yes, Mu Qingqing doesn't believe in Mo Liancheng.

"Do you think that everything will go your way just because I was sorry to you four years ago, but think about it, isn't it good enough for me?"

There was helpless pain in Mo Liancheng's eyes.

But he didn't know that Mu Qingqing, who had a soft heart just now, was the last thing he wanted to hear about what happened four years ago.

Those memories that she planned to seal up forever after Su Wanqing's incident were now provoked by Mo Liancheng's indifferent, even rather indifferent tone. Her hands and feet were cold, and her whole body was shaking. Come.

Mu Qingqing, what else can you expect?He doesn't know anything, so he can't understand why you are so persistent and why you can't make Su Wanqing feel better.

But what she didn't want even more was to tell Mo Liancheng all this.

Because it's not necessary anymore.

"So you still know that you were sorry for me four years ago."

Mu Qingqing calmed down all her emotions in an instant, and buried Mo Liancheng's kindness to her in the depths of her memory inch by inch. She was afraid that she would take those words that he might just say casually seriously again, and she would not be able to see them until the end. It is clear that Mo Liancheng's feelings for Su Wanqing are always higher than hers, and then, even she violated herself.

Mo Liancheng, in your eyes, my relationship with Mu Qingqing is so worthless, so one time is not enough, and you have to trample on the second time.

Mo Liancheng finally realized that something was wrong with Mu Qingqing, but although his feelings for Mu Qingqing were not comparable to those of four years ago, he was still an extremely proud person in his bones, so he snorted coldly against his will, and his words seemed to end Bing, he said to Mu Qingqing word by word: "Even if I did something wrong four years ago, everyone knows how good I have been to you during this time, so you should be content."

After saying these words, Mo Liancheng saw Mu Qingqing's pupils shrunk, and then diverged again at a slow speed. Her whole body suddenly became hollow, and even her eyes were empty, as if she could no longer hold anyone. .

Mo Liancheng frowned, his heart tightened, and he wanted to hold her.

Mu Qingqing took a step back before he approached.

It's so close, it seems to be separated by hundreds of thousands of miles.

It was only then that he realized how deeply his words hurt her, but it was too late to take it back, Mo Liancheng was still angry, so naturally he couldn't slap his mouth and humiliate himself, so he could only keep silent.

Even her breathing was so shallow that it seemed silent. For the first time, Mu Qingqing's silence made Mo Liancheng feel so uncomfortable.

A suffocating silence gradually spread in the air, and Mu Qingqing raised her eyes to look at Mo Liancheng after a long time.

"You're right, I should be satisfied with the kindness you have treated me during this period of time in exchange for four years of imprisonment and pain, so I don't want to continue to be ignorant now. I can get all my things Take it away? Young Master Mo?"

One word hurts people's head.

Mo Liancheng's remaining words were choked in his throat, unable to speak.

In fact, he is not willing to accommodate other people's temper. To Mu Qingqing, it's all because he likes her.

His weak understanding of feelings made him unable to accurately judge whether Mu Qingqing said these hurtful things out of anger at this time, or... sincerely.

"Mu Qingqing, do you know what it means to not know what is good or bad?"

Mu Qingqing's reluctance to listen to his explanation at all aroused the coldness and gloomyness that he would only show in front of others. Mo Liancheng curled his lips slightly in self-mocking, and opened his mouth to hurt people even more. speech.

The wound on his hand was still overflowing with drops of blood, which fell drop by drop on the carpet under the feet of the two of them. Mu Qingqing was touched by the coldness in his words, her hands and feet were cold, and she subconsciously bit her lip until she tasted it. The smell of blood slowly released.

"Then what do you think I am? The shield between you and Su Wanqing, the foil for the two of you true love, or, vent! Desire! Tool! Tool!"

Mu Qingqing's words of belittling herself caused Mo Liancheng's eyebrows to be cold, and he was swept away by an indescribable disappointment.

"It turns out that in your heart, I treat you like this."

He smiled extremely coldly, leaned closer to Mu Qingqing, and said word by word: "Mu Qingqing, you have no heart."

"Each each other."

Mu Qingqing was disappointed.

(End of this chapter)