The marriage battle is endless, the boss is getting more and more brave!

Chapter 116 Important Past

Around seven o'clock in the evening, Jomo arrived at the Charm Bar.

She rarely came to this kind of place, whether it was in Haicheng or New York later.

The whole bar in New York is full of this kind of bar, the lights are feasting, and at night, it is the most confusing.

Jomo searched for Luo Luo in the sensual bar for a long time, and she didn't see where she was until Luo Luo called.

Luo Luo was lying on a very long bar in a nympho, ordering one cocktail after another. The effect of alcohol made her eyes narrow and slightly raised.

Jomo supported her and was about to leave, "Luo Luo, you're drunk, I'll take you home."

She is a girl, drunk in a bar, if she hadn't arrived in time, she really couldn't imagine what would happen.

Luo Luo shook off her arm, "I won't leave, I want to order the handsome guy's cocktail."

Jomo said "Sorry" to the bartender, and forced Luo Luo to leave.

But Luo Luo was really drunk, and she was reluctant to leave, so it was difficult to help her out.

"I won't go! Momo, don't help me, I'm not drunk!"

Qiao Mo was pushed away by Luo Luo, she was unprepared and almost fell down, this man was drunk, and he was so strong when he was drunk.

"You still want to drink? You are already drunk."

Luo Luo pursed her lips and kept saying that she was not drunk.

Seeing her like this, Qiao Mo couldn't go out at all, so he had to help her to the bar on the other side.

However, she is no longer allowed to drink.

Luo Luo was lying on the bar with drunken eyes. She suddenly pointed to a man not far away, hiccupped, and said to Qiao Mo with a smile: "Momo, then...isn't Xiao Yan?"

Qiao Mo's face turned pale, and following the direction of Luo Luo's finger, the man's handsome face was sunk in half-light, but even with just a random silhouette of his profile, Qiao Mo could accurately recognize the man Come.

They used to share the bed for a year. When he was in love, he would kiss her all over her body, and finally he would wrap her intimately around her ear, calling her name in a low, sexy male voice.

How could she not recognize it?

Luo Luo jumped off the seat, and was about to walk towards Xiao Yan staggeringly. Qiao Mo wanted to reach out and grab her to stop her, but Luo Luo rushed to Xiao Yan's side with the help of alcohol, and he didn't know what kind of force it was. Courage, she slapped Xiao Yan forcefully and decisively.

Qiao Mo stood aside, stunned for a full three seconds, but did not come back to his senses.

Xiao Yan was talking about something with Su Jingyu, he never thought that someone would suddenly slap his mouth, he stared coldly at the drunk Luo Luo.

"Miss, did you call the wrong person?"

Xiao Yan is a person with a very cold aura, Luo Luo dared to slap him, it was definitely just a momentary thing.

She has not subsided from the alcohol, and took advantage of the opportunity to avenge Qiao Mo: "I, I... I hit the wrong person! I just want to avenge Qiao Mo!"

Su Jingyu was startled, and when he looked at Qiao Mo, he thought he had identified the wrong person, and murmured, "Qiao Mo is back..."

"You know them?"

Xiao Yan's deep and cold eyes looked towards Qiao Mo.

Qiao Mo pulled Luo Luo to run without saying a word, "Luo Luo, let's go."

"stop."

He was slapped for no reason and had to figure out the situation.

Qiao Mo turned around and asked with a forced smile, "Mr. Xiao, what advice do you have? Are you going to sue us, or what?"

Xiao Yan's eyes turned to doubt, he frowned, and looked at her sharply, "Do you know me?"

Luo Luo was furious, and said drunkenly, "Xiao Yan, are you playing with amnesia? Don't pretend! Do you know Qiao Mo?!"

Qiao Mo bit his lip, held Luo Luo's hand tightly, and said, holding back the bitterness in his eyes, "Luo Luo, stop talking."

Since he was going to pretend he didn't know her, that's fine.

To put it bluntly, it doesn't make much sense, does it?
Qiao Mo's emotions were almost out of control, she could no longer care about Luo Luo, she turned around and was about to run, but her wrist was tightly held in the palm of her hand by a big cool hand.

"Jomo!"

That Qiao Mo sound made her heart skip a beat. She turned to look at him and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Xiao finally knows me now, doesn't he?"

Xiao Yan frowned, clasped her wrist and said, "I don't understand what you mean. I have seen you, but only in newspapers and Yipinju. Jolin is silent, is it?"

Ah.

Jomo pushed back his shackles, and the tears finally couldn't stop pattering down, falling heavily on the back of his hand, and breaking into pieces.

"You let me go."

The doubts in Xiao Yan's heart grew bigger and bigger. He tightened Qiao Mo's wrist: "Did I know you two years ago?"

Jomo completely lost control, she raised her head and screamed at him hysterically: "Let me go!"

Her eyes were red, like a wounded little beast locked in a cage.

Su Jingyu got up from his seat and came to the Circus, "A Yan, let go of Qiao Mo first, there is a misunderstanding here, it's not convenient to talk here, let's go to another place."

Only then did Xiao Yan slightly relax his grip, and Qiao Mo took advantage of the situation and quickly pulled his wrist away from his hand.

Her chest was heaving violently, and her heart was beating so fast that it seemed to pop out at any moment.

Nervous, depressed, going crazy...

She knew that her illness was about to recur after meeting him.

Su Jingyu was very thoughtful and sent someone to take Luo Luo home first.

And Qiao Mo followed them to a quiet tea house.

Qiao Mo couldn't bear it anymore, she got up suddenly, her face was pale and bloodless: "I'm going to the bathroom."

After Qiao Mo left the private room, Su Jingyu said calmly, "A Yan, I'll go see if the tea is served."

After Su Jingyu left the private room, he strode towards the bathroom.

Qiao Mo was washing her face, and the tap was running cold water. She even took several deep breaths, but the tension in her heart did not disappear at all.

Su Jingyu leaned against the wall, and said in a calm voice: "Qiao Mo, maybe you don't remember me, I am A Yan's good brother, Su Jingyu."

Su Jingyu stretched out his hand, but Qiao Mo looked at his stretched out hand coldly.

He didn't feel embarrassed by this, but smiled and said: "I know you didn't appear in front of A Yan on purpose tonight. I also know that you probably don't want A Yan to disturb your current life. Jomo , A Yan, he has completely lost all the memories of two years ago now, he has no impression of you, you can't blame him."

Qiao Mo's breathing seemed to be severely strangled, as if she was in the vast sea, she had no oxygen and was about to suffocate.

In fact, compared to the previous encounter, the one that had a greater impact was Su Jingyu's sentence, Xiao Yan no longer remembered her at all.

Jomo pretended to be calm. She didn't want to ask these questions. It's actually good to forget...

"Mr. Su, what exactly do you want to say?"

"Qiao Mo, you are a good girl. Both A Yan and I understand this. Two years ago, A Yan did fail you, and he regretted it very much, but now that everything is over, there is no need for you to hold him Don't let him go, don't you? If you come back, it's to reconnect with Ayan, and I have no objection..."

"Mr. Su!" Qiao Mo immediately interrupted him, "You're overthinking. I don't love him a long time ago, and I'm already married."

For some unknown reason, Qiao Mo lied, maybe to reassure Su Jingyu, or...to make himself give up.

Deep down in her heart, she understood, in fact... when Su Jingyu said those words, how much she was moved to rehabilitate her.

Su Jingyu was obviously taken aback when he heard the news, he pursed his thin lips and said, "Since this is the case, then you should also agree to play this scene with me."

Qiao Mo frowned, and looked up at Su Jingyu in confusion.

"What do you want?"

"Admit that you know us, but just say that your friend was drunk and called the wrong person. Say that you... are my ex-girlfriend. This is the fastest way to clear up A Yan's doubts. Qiao Mo, you should know Ah Yan's personality, you appeared now, and caused such a big uproar in his heart, he will definitely investigate to the end. As long as he pursues this matter, I believe he will soon know that you are his ex-wife .Actually, it is impossible for the two of you to be together anymore. Why do you want to make each other’s lives more difficult? Why don’t you just pretend that you don’t know each other, what do you think?”

Qiao Mo nodded unexpectedly, "...I promise you."

Su Jingyu and Qiao Mo entered the private room one after the other.

After returning, Qiao Mo sat directly next to Su Jingyu's seat. She lowered her eyes and curled her eyelashes to hide all the emotions in her eyes, "Mr. Xiao, I'm sorry, my friend was drunk and she called the wrong person. I It's Su Jingyu's ex-girlfriend. Two years ago, I almost became the other half of his marriage certificate, but... because of some special reasons, we broke up. My friend thought it was him who failed me, so when we saw each other again, I would be like this Excited to stand up for me..."

Xiao Yan looked at Qiao Mo opposite him calmly, his eyes were calm and sharp like a knife, looking at her slightly drooping face, his voice was low and cold, "Continue to make up, you and Jing Yu joined forces for the sake of Make up stories for me? Miss Qiao, what good did Jing Yu do to you, and you want to cooperate with him in making up stories so painstakingly?"

Jomo's hands on her legs were tightly gripped, and she said word by word, "Believe it or not."

Su Jingyu frowned, "A Yan..."

Xiao Yan stared at him coldly, "Shut up!"

Qiao Mo bit her lip, she suddenly stood up, stared at Su Jingyu and Xiao Yan confidently and said: "Su Jingyu, since your friend doesn't believe me, my friend slapped me too, how do you want to get revenge? If you want to pay back that one Slap, then slap me. It’s clear. I really don’t have time, so I’m here to explain this and that with you. Believe it or not!”

After Qiao Mo finished speaking, he got up and walked out of the private room with his bag.

Xiao Yan got up quickly, followed her with strides, and grabbed her slender and weak wrist.

"Jomer, we've been in love, haven't we?"

His gaze was so deep and focused. When Qiao Mo looked up at him, it seemed that there was a small whirlpool in it, which almost sucked her in, and it was beyond redemption.

Qiao Mo's tears slowly fell from his eyes, and he denied it word by word, with a sonorous voice: "Mr. Xiao, we know each other, but we have never been in love."

The wrist was pulled away from Wei Liang's palm, and he fled.

Xiao Yan stood at the door without moving for a long time.

He didn't turn around, but looked at Qiao Mo's fleeing figure, and asked coldly, "Jing Yu, what you said about my important past is Qiao Mo, right?"

Although he was concerned about Su Jingyu's question, it was obvious that Xiao Yan had already confirmed this fact.

Su Jingyu didn't know whether he should confess to him, "A Yan, Qiao Mo..."

(End of this chapter)