Dirty Games

When Ma Xueting came back, she was gray headed and her skin became a lot darker. She lived with the aborigines in Africa every day, and she almost became an aborigine.

Back in Longcheng, the first news she got was that Jing Xiaomeng and Qin junran were going to be engaged. The second news was that Jing Xiaomeng lost his memory and forgot all about Lu Haoyang.

This is good news, plus better news.

She has completely eradicated Jing Xiaomeng, the rival in love.

She called Lu Haoyang and answered by Sima Peiqi. "Haoyang and I are in the manor. If there is nothing special, don't disturb her."

Ma Xueting was so angry that she almost fainted.

Sima Peiqi, a little slut, thinks that pregnancy can climb on her head to poop. She wants beauty, and she can't let her give birth to the baby.

On Wednesday, there's a party in celebrity circles.

Lu Haoyang didn't intend to take her, so she ran over by herself.

Lu Haoyang came in with Sima Peiqi.

As soon as she saw them, she ran over.

This is the first time that she saw Lu Haoyang after coming back.

"Haoyang, you still owe me a honeymoon. I've been waiting there for a long time. You haven't come here. I'm lonely and I'm bored to death." She used a coquettish tone, a pathetic look.

Lu Haoyang had only one impulse to strangle her to death.

If it wasn't for this maggot, how could he and Jing Xiaomeng fall into irreparable situation.

"Ma Xueting, just like this ghost, you dare to run out to scare people. You don't want to face, and Haoyang wants it." Sima Peiqi said with great ridicule.

"I'm just a little tanned. What's so ugly?" Ma Xueting did not have a good look at her.

At this time, Jing Xiaomeng walks in with Qin junran's arm.

She was wearing a goose yellow dress, and her soft hair was naturally hanging on her shoulders. She was beautiful and out of the dust, just like a fairy coming out of the clouds.

A sharp pain passed through Lu Haoyang's heart.

Over the past few days, the pain often tormented him, like lightning. It broke out dozens of times a day, as if to separate his soul from his body.

"Haoyang, I heard that your ex-wife lost her memory and forgot you, isn't it true?" Ma Xueting said with a kind of schadenfreude expression. She felt like she had drunk a cup of cool lemon tea. From head to toe, every pore revealed the joy of victory.

Lu Haoyang didn't answer, as if he didn't hear her at all. He turned his head and looked at Sima Peiqi, "tired, I'll take you there." His tone is very gentle, full of doting.

Sima Peiqi nodded, and with his help, went to the sofa and sat down.

Ma Xueting was so angry that her mouth was tilted to one side, and her pleasant feeling completely disappeared.

She has defeated Jing Xiaomeng, but there is also a Sima Peiqi, who threatens her position at any time.

She curled her lips and turned to walk towards Jing Xiaomeng.

"Jingxiaomeng, I heard you lost your memory. Won't you forget me, too?"

Jing Xiaomeng gives her a quiet look. In the outside world, she is not Jing Xiaomeng, but Claire Ann. Although she has lost her memory, she has not forgotten about her relationship with Claire Ann.

"Please call me president an, I really don't remember you, but I know you, you are a junior who has an affair with Jing Xiaomeng's ex husband." Jing Xiaomeng said in a casual tone, with a cold look.

She seemed to have deliberately or unintentionally accentuated the word "Xiao San".

Ma Xueting's face was stung by a hornet fiercely and twisted ferociously, "I'm not Xiao San, I'm Haoyang's first lover, and his rightful wife."

"It doesn't matter. In the name of love, Xiao San will wash white for himself and get used to it." Jing Xiaomeng said indifferently.

"You're the third. If you forget, I'll help you remember. It's you who destroyed the relationship between Haoyang and me, which made us happy and unable to be together." Ma Xueting said angrily.

She also wanted to satirize jingxiaomeng, but was interrupted by a mocking voice behind her, "don't always kidnap Haoyang with you. Haoyang has never liked you, and has never been in love with you. How do you destroy Haoyang's marriage and force him to marry you? You should be very clear in your own mind. Why do you always put gold on your face

Sima Peiqi's every word is like an invisible slap in Ma Xueting's face.

Her cheek was as red as pig liver, purple in red and golden in purple.

"Sima Peiqi, shut up

"What? Stabbed you in the pain? A forced marriage is not happy. " Sima Peiqi said with a sneer.

"Damned bitch, don't be complacent. You'll cry in the future." Ma Xueting originally wanted to vent her anger in front of Jing Xiaomeng. She wanted to foil her victory with Jing Xiaomeng's failure, but she was so upset by Sima Peiqi that she was as embarrassed as she wanted to be.Jing Xiaomeng's face was as calm as water.

Now, Lu Haoyang is a stranger to her. She doesn't want to explore what happened between them. She is not interested in exploring. Let it go with the wind.

Qin junran hugged her and looked at Ma Xueting, with a shrewd of sharpness, "please don't disturb my fiancee again, or don't blame me for being rude."

"Then you should take good care of her, and don't let her recover her memory, so as not to harass my husband again." Ma Xueting snorted away.

Jingxiaomeng stood up and held out his hand to Qin junran. "Don't pay attention to this clown, please let me dance."

Qin junran charming smile, took her hand, took her into the dance floor.

"Schoolmaster, I didn't expect that we would eventually come together." She twirled lightly, like a flying butterfly.

"I didn't think, you know, now I think I'm the happiest person in the world." Qin junran's voice is very soft, soft enough to drip water.

She put out her hand and put it around his neck.

They looked at each other deeply, only the shadow of each other in their eyes, and the people around them were shielded from the outside.

For a long time, he bent down and kissed her on the lips.

It was the first time in four years that he had kissed her on the lips and for the first time felt that she was really back, back at his side.

Lu Haoyang sat not far away, staring at them, his eyes were not instantaneous, his face was as gray as death.

His blood congealed, and there was an ax in his chest that kept chopping and chopping, chopping his heart into pieces and meat.

He grabbed the whisky at hand and poured it down his throat like water.

He must rely on alcohol anesthesia to ease his pain, or the next second, he will fall, spit blood and die.

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